Daddy Watched The Kids One Time...

Okay, so remember that first time you went out and had to leave Daddy alone with the baby to fend for themselves??  How did that go?? 

Dads do things differently than us Moms -- that doesn't make their way wrong, just sometimes a little laugh-worthy.  LOL.  The most important thing after all is to return home to a happy, healthy and safe matter the means used to get there.  But...

Baby Gourmet wants you to dish!

What is the most fantastic story you have
about 'Dad' looking after the kids??

"It was my first night alone with the new baby, our first. I placed the bottle in the microwave to heat it up but I forgot to loosen the lid. I blew the door right off of the microwave."

"I remember my mother telling the story of my father taking care of my brother when he was a baby one summer. When my brother pooped his pants, he took him to the backyard and sprayed him with the hose to get him clean. He said he didn’t know how to change a diaper."

No, those stories do not belong to me and was not our DaddyO!  DaddyO has generally been up to the task and has far exceeded any expectations i may have had.  He does not deal with vomit as well as i and i don't seem to have a 'POOP' story,  so I'll have to relay his 'PROPS' worthy ideas instead.  Here is one of my fondest memories of DaddyO being a Dad:

One afternoon, MommyO wanted to go do some shopping with her Mom and Sister-in-law. So we left my brother and DaddyO to mind all 4 kids. I mean, it was a glorious afternoon after all-- with a blow up pool, sunshine and popsicles--- EASY PEASY kid watching in my opinion. However, once the Mommies left, apparently the kids did not want to do any of these things. YIKES!

Enter in-- DUCT tape.

Yep, i did not stutter.  I really did say DUCT TAPE.

DaddyO pulled out a big roll of Duct-tape and cleverly told the kids it was "Speed Tape".

"What's Speed tape?" they asked.

"Well, you take a piece (ripping a piece off the roll of duct tape)... and you put it onto your shoe like this. Then when you want to run, you will be much faster than ever before! There you go- give it a try!"

Boy did those kids run. With their 'Speed Tape' in place, all four kids ran for hours. Non-stop. They were good and tired when we returned home from shopping and my brother (witness to the event), had a new handy-dandy kid exhauster technique in hand from DaddyO.

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I can't wait to hear your stories!

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So, I don't have a specific story but a bit of ongoing winter dad and son amazingness.

Our family of four (me, my hubby, the Little Man and our new baby girl, The Bean) lives in Yellowknife, Northwest Territories, Canada. That's in Sub-Arctic Canada. The temperatures in winter here are regularly between -30 and -45 Celsius (that's (-22 and -49 Farhenheit for you Americans). So, winter is a bit chilly to say the least...

Last winter my son decided that would be his time to learn to ride his bike, and ride his bike he did! In the house, around the furniture, around the kitchen, up and down the hall, in the bedrooms, laundry room, bathroom. Anywhere there was floor space he was riding.

One afternoon when it was about -30 Celsius, my hubby decided to offer the Little Man and opportunity to ride outside. Little Man was more than excited to get a chance to bundle up and ride in a space that has more room than our little house! He and Dad bundled up: sweater, long johns under thick pants, fleece snowsuit under the full snowsuit, thin liner socks, heavy wool socks, big boots, toque, two layers of mittens and of course his helmet (which had to be adjusted to fit over his toque). Dad bundled up as well and off they went.

TWO HOURS later they come home! Little Man is as excited as ever and telling all of the great stories about riding his bike out on the ice road and on frozen Great Slave Lake and over the snowbanks and on the sidewalks and how people were honking their support of this little guy out there trucking along on his blue and silver bike.

Now, I should let you in on the secret to our Little Man's bike riding in winter! The Little Man's bicycle isn't a bike with pedals. For his first bike, we got him one of those run bikes with no pedals so he could learn how to balance and fall with no pedals to get in the way. Boy oh boy, was this a blessing for winter riding. And boy oh boy, was this a recipe for Dad having to RUN to keep up with this kid who can zip along at speeds you wouldn't imagine...

Little Man came home super excited about his foray into the cold winter on his little bike and Dad came home from it cold and out of breath. It's pretty hard on your lungs to run when it's -30 out there!

For the rest of the winter, Dad and Little Man were outside running and riding six days out of seven no matter the temperature! Dad's lungs have somewhat adjusted to the cold burn and Little Man only gets faster and faster at his biking skills! We've now upgraded his bike to a larger run bike and he can go even faster so watch out Dad, you're in for more running this winter!

To me, this is a great example of the simple dedication a father has to his little boy!
Dianne said…
My dad was the youngest in his family so he had little experience with looking after babies. When I was born he had to learn fast.
My dad was afraid that he would stick me with a pin since that is how diapers were put on back then. I was 3 months old before he felt comfortable baby sitting me.
The first time he looked after me my mom went out for groceries and before she left I was diapered and dry. Just after she left to my dad’s horror you might say I made a bit of a mess that did not stay in the diaper. He couldn’t leave me this way so he went into action.
My mom came home to a bed covered in newspaper with her 3 month old baby in the middle and dad dressed in a rain slicker, rubber gloves, and a shower cap trying to change me.

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