2013

Father's Day (or in my home, "Leave the Toilet Seat Up Day")

Father's Day (or in my home, "Leave the Toilet Seat Up Day")
I love, love, love being a dad.  Two of the three most incredibly memorable days of my life include the days my daughters Chardonae and Brie were born ( the 3rd is the day I met my wife, Christie ).  Admittedly, living with three women can prove challenging at times, and as my little girls turn into little women the challenges continue. Whether it be bathroom line-ups in the morning, or debates surrounding property rights for the Calico Critters, there's daily challenges ( or opportunities ) to overcome.

[caption id="attachment_10184" align="alignright" width="320"] Yes, sometimes I'm commonly referred to as one or the other ;-) Yes, sometimes I'm warmly referred to as one or the other ;-)[/caption]

Of course being the token "man" of the household,  I do what most dads do and tend not to take sides on most conflicts - call me a Swiss at heart.  After all the day Christie become a mother she inherently learned to speak another language.  The language appears unique to mothers alone and completely foreign to all male human beings once they reach the age of 13.  To a male ear it's gibberish, and as foreign as an adult male asking someone else for directions.  Based on my daily observations it would seem that the language has more to do with intonations, containing voice of reason, understanding, compassion, sprinkled with a dash of disciplinary tone.  Christie, when addressing our girls has a "Crocodile Dundee" effect on them.  Me on the other hand, am commonly called one of two large, green dudes ( see pic to your right for a fairly accurate visual representation of me losing my noodle ).  On a positive, Hulk and Shrek undoubtedly make for amazing CrossFitters!
This year my girls asked, " Daddy, what do you want for Father's Day? "  I thought long and hard about it and realized that it wasn't so much what I wanted, but instead what I didn't want... I didn't want to have to put the toilet seat down.

This act might sound trivial, childish, and even somewhat ego driven ( well it is ) but it isn't the act of putting the seat down that I'm pulling for, rather the symbolic gesture it makes for fathers and men everywhere.  Let's get primal men!  Get back to our roots and reclaim our place as top dog albeit for only 1 day a year... let Father's Day be known forever more as "Leave the Toilet Seat Up Day".  Stand together brothers and together we shall stand and pee freely!

[caption id="attachment_10187" align="aligncenter" width="612"] I suggest that Father's Day be renamed I suggest that Father's Day be renamed "Leave the Toilet Seat Up" Day[/caption]

 

In my household I accept my place as the minority gender, and such will continue to be a dedicated dad, husband and token head of the household ( of course, Christie will always be the neck that turns the head ).  I love my spot with my three ladies and for 364 days of the year, I will always put the toilet seat down after I'm done ( well, most of the time, I promise ).

Wishing you all a Happy "Leave the Toilet Seat Up Day"


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