If the science is true (and I have no reason to doubt it) that women find men who are interested in babies sexy, then our Charlie (12) should do pretty well with the ladies...eventually, after acne.This year, he has added helping out in the toddler room to his church activities. One Sunday a month, he reads over a prepared lesson and teaches the kids in the toddler Sunday School class. He loves it and is so excited to be old enough to take on this duty. A chidren's ministry employee told me recently that when it's Charlie's week, the paid caregivers in that room know they have easy duty because he will keep the kids' attention the entire time. He devotes his whole self to it.
As evidence, I submit this image of his Google calendar (Yes. He has a Google calendar. What do you think he is? A farmer?) The left-hand appointment was created first and shows that it's his week to work in the toddler room. He created the right-hand appointment later, presumably when he saw the original appointment. It's just his private celebration of getting to spend time with the little tykes. It's so sweet and captures his lack of self-consciousness, even in the crucible of the middle school years.
Charlie (4) holds Teddy in the first month of brotherhood
We knew early on that Charlie loved babies. He doted on his baby doll (Baby Russell) and was extremely affectionate and solicitous when a real baby joined him at home. Little-boy affection for his younger brother didn't necessarily predict the current state, of course. We feel lucky to parent this pre-teen who just loves babies and toddlers in a wholesome and caring way.
It's pure pleasure to read this. Charlie is a special guy. I can also attest to his love of babies even when he was just a toddler. He held several of our foster babies tenderly and patiently.
The name of this blog is a political statement about fatherhood. Regardless of the progress toward gender equality that has occurred over the last several decades, one stereotype persists and may be getting worse: moms are good parents and dads are incompetent boobs who sometimes babysit. Poppycock, I say. Or an excuse for dads who would like to be viewed as numskulls so that they don't have to parent their kids. Dads are parents too, and I know some who are very good at it.
I'm neither a stay-at-home dad nor do I work full time. I work part time, and I'm the primary parent for the foreseeable future. The primary competent parent, I hope it is not presumptuous to say.
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It's pure pleasure to read this. Charlie is a special guy. I can also attest to his love of babies even when he was just a toddler. He held several of our foster babies tenderly and patiently.
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