I had one of those outer body experiences that dads go through every now and then. My second son, who is very much like me, always wears his emotions on his sleeve. We were playing in the backyard and I was guarding him in a game of one-on-one basketball. I went for the steal and accidentally bumped him. He got upset and ran into the house. I didn't think that was being a very good sport, so I chased him into the garage. As I tried to lecture him about being a good sport, hanging tough when things don't go his way, I started getting really upset. By the time that I got to the main point of the my long lecture, "You can't be so EMOTIONAL!", it wasn't even a split second before those words left my mouth, that I realized how ironic the moment had become. I was just as emotional as my son and felt pretty foolish lecturing him in the garage, while I was all worked up.
Luckily for both of us, we get upset fast and we forget about it fast. I gave him a hug after I apologized and told him that dad was sorry for lecturing him, when I was doing the same thing.
One more humbling moment for the record books.