Dad… Not Just The Other Adult Home

I understand that children show love for their parents in different ways. For instance, my children show their love for me in the form of asking me 20 questions and hovering. They show their love for their dad by letting him sleep and allowing him to use the bathroom in peace. However, today is a special day. I wanted to make sure he felt loved and appreciated. I informed my kids that the best way to celebrate Father’s Day was to pretend I was not home. Have a question? Not getting along with a sibling? Bleeding? Hungry? Ask your Dad.

Jokes aside, no matter how amazing moms can be, there is one thing we can never be…dad. For all the dads out there, I want you to know that you matter. You are loved. You are appreciated. You truly make a difference.  No one can ever take your place, especially in your child’s eyes. Don’t believe me?  Just ask any girl on her wedding day whom she wants to walk her down the aisle. She will pick her daddy any day of the year.

Still, don’t believe me? Scientific studies have found a positive correlation between (a) the involvement of a father in a child’s life and (b) the emotional and social development of a child. Furthermore,  studies have also found children are 3x more likely to go to church and pray if they see their dad attending church and praying.  So dads, the next time you feel like your child could care less about what you say or do, think again.

Here are some things I have noticed within my family dynamics.

  • Dads have a natural deep “don’t make me repeat myself” voice. I have to go postal before my kids seem to hear me, but my husband’s voice is so assertive even the neighbors brush their teeth and clean their rooms when he tells our kids to. Shoot, I even debate the cleanliness of our room and mentally review my oral hygiene. 
  • Dads have broad shoulders built for little kids to sit on. I attempted to put my daughter on my shoulders at Disney, and it just wasn’t the same. She had me in a headlock with her legs while maintaining a steady death grip on my hair.
  • Hanging out with your mom is just not the same as hanging out with your dad. My husband’s ideal trip would be taking the kids fishing and camping.
    • Personally, I think camping is just a costly way to live like a homeless person in the woods. My ideal trip would be going to a place with conveniently located bathrooms, an abundance of air condition, and a food court of some kind. I would also spend the night in a hotel that serves a complimentary breakfast.  
  • Dad coaching vs. Mom coaching. My husband coached my son’s 8-year-old baseball team, and they placed 1st.  He provided criticism sparingly, he talked to the players with his deep dad voice, and there was a sense of friendly competitiveness.
    • I coached my son’s 6-year-old soccer team, and we lost EVERY game. I told the kids to have fun, try your best, and never give up. To put my coaching style into perspective, I hugged a kid for dribbling the ball the correct direction and not falling.  I also focused heavily on making sure the kids were hydrated and protected from the elements (bug spray and sunscreen).
Fist bump from Coach Dad
  • No one can throw a ball around the backyard like a dad. Trust me; I have tried. It is NOT the same.
  • No one can fix broken toys like a dad. My husband can work wonders with superglue. I can get a new toy on Amazon and have it delivered in 2 business days.
  • Dads never get muted in the cheering section of sporting events. My mom voice apparently sounds like I am handing out juice boxes to the whole team from the bleachers.
  • A dad can make you feel safe and protected just standing next to him. I can provide plenty of protection and safety from a perpetrator with my mace and knock the individual out with my “mom purse”  that weighs more than a small child.

Seriously dads, you don’t get the credit you deserve. I know for a fact that I don’t thank my husband or my own dad enough. So call your dad and tell him you appreciate him putting up with your shenanigans. Avoid giving your husband the stink eye Limit the amount of times you give your husband the stink eye. Take time to reflect that without a dad, you wouldn’t exist.

For all of the awesome dads out there reading this… internet high five.  After all, you are not just the other adult home, you are dad.

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