chicagodads

(Today’s Caveat lector: if you are going to change a wet diaper in a pitch black room, make sure you know exactly where you placed that diaper.)

We have a male friend who will occasionally watch our daughter. In fact, he’s one of the few people I know who I absolutely trust with her. In that he’s constantly looking out for her. He absolutely adores her and tells everybody about her and pampers her and buys stuff for her and protects her. But, and I’m being quite serious when I say this, not in a creepy way at all.

Yet, for all of the love and playfulness and comfort that he brings to my daughter, I’m not sure that he has once changed her diaper or laid her down to sleep. He has had those responsibilities before. He has been a father before. He has changed the old tires before, been through that whole process before. Which, truth be told, is more than I can say for most of my male friends and yet so few of my female friends.