So we’re different – okay, we get it. Maybe we’re more into baby tossing than we are baby wearing. But seriously…which is more fun? There’s a good chance that pile of dirty diapers laying by the trash can in the kitchen were the shots we missed “from downtown”. You take spin classes, we spin the kids around and around. Same difference right? And maybe, just maybe, there’s a chance we were halfway home from the store when a little head peered over the driver side headrest and whispered, “Hey Daddy, I’m unbuckled”. That last one was purely in theory though. Right? Wrong. Sometimes we just drop the ball – on our kid’s toe. But I’d like to offer a case for letting dads be dads.
We know we’re a mess with our own methods, but we love our kids; even if some of our uncanny antics put them in “danger”… or even regular danger minus the ” “.