Dad; someone who brings hopes of independence from Mom’s jail,
When mom is angry and wenting fire, dad is the rescuer with a happy face.
He gets her the awesome gifts, and is her only solace.
Comes home with the widest smile, brings out many surprises.
Takes out to new places, long drives, for yummy food and beautiful beaches.
He can become a camel, a lion, a tortoise or a mouse.
He laughs out loud and tells mom not to shout.
I like it more with him and when mom is gone out…. we sneak into the tent house, do piggy back, play console, pillow fight out.
Wish to have dad all throughout !!!
This is a typical example of my house when it’s the ‘role reversal’, I managed my whole pregnancy and post partum tantrums by myself without being dependent on any help from moms (of both sides; mine & husband’s). The bond that we mom-daughter share is magical…. I always believed that I know best of ‘how to‘, ‘what to‘ & ‘when to‘ for my little lo.
But, here comes the time when my over the top advisory fell straight on it’s face. I leave my girl with her dear Dad for some hours and the whole equation is changed. He becomes the Coolest Dad who knows all tricks, he’s makes her cozy, jumpy, yet safe… he goes wild with her, make funny faces, play messy games.. most importantly he let her be her age
We mom’s are usually toiled behind the surface of wrongs and rights. Our main motive is to make our kid capable and acceptable in their nichè. I have encountered the scenarios where fingers were pointed towards the mother if the CHILD misbehaves. But father’s, they are different… or it is that Now Father’s are different.
I too shared an open relationship with my Dad back then, but the kind of openness and transparency I see between my kid and her father is quite different from mine. Today fathers take & share the same responsibility bringing up child/children as mothers. Probably it’s the by-product of single child or nuclear family habitations.
I enjoy seeing this magical connection of my two. She waits for him till late in night, all she wants is to fill her piggy bank with his given coins. She giggles when he swoons me in his arms, calls him Papu is Sharhukh Khan.
The secret of being this Coolest Dad is open and quite mean…. when it comes to being funny he keeps the reins. The dirty work of reprimanding, pass buck to ME…. Oh YEAH!! Here comes the devil and her leash…
This combination of hot & sweet is age old for mom’s but the role of Dad’s is evolving. I believe it’s a start of something good… I enjoy watching them going crazy and when I poke my nose….. she tells me:
Take a Chill Pill Mumma, we are playing….. Papa is funniest!!!!