Thursday, September 24, 2009

Dad: 1, Moms at the Park: 0


Isabel and I went for a quick run in the cool morning air. In all actuality, I did the running and she just sat in her fancy Jeep running stroller frequently putting her hand to her ear and shouting, "Hear!" as birds squawked in the trees and planes flew overhead. Once we got to the park, we decided to stop and take a swing break. Fortunately, Dad had a rare stroke of genius before leaving the house and remembered to bring along the Holy Diaper Bag of All Things A Toddler Could Ever Possibly Need. The swings and playground were soaking wet with morning dew, therefore it was difficult to contain my Park male arrogance when I broke out a burp cloth from the Holy Diaper Bag of All Things A Toddler Could Ever Possibly Need and began wiping down the swing and slide prior to Izzy's use while the Moms' at the park were loudly bemoaning the muddy state of their children's butts. One of the mothers looked over and saw me diligently wiping down a slide and exclaimed to her child, "He's a good daddy. He remembered to bring a cloth to wipe down the slide." BooYah! In your face moms everywhere! Score one for the Dads!

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