In Honor of Dads
When I was growing up, our tv was often tuned in to Home Improvement, the show starring the loveable doofus “Tim the Tool Man Taylor” played by Tim Allen. My dad loved that show. He laughed over Tim’s silly antics and how his lovely wife Jill or his smart, sensitive friend, Al managed to help him out of his latest blunder. Later, it was the lead man Ray Romano in Everybody Loves Raymond, another goofy family man with a smart, savvy wife (Patricia Heaton).
Hollywood gives us goofy doofus dads who need as much parenting and supervision from the smart wife/mom figure as the kids do. When I read Berenstain Bears books to our kids, Papa Bear is the same prototype as Tim and Ray–an overgrown child of a man, losing his temper, breaking the rules Mama Bear sets for the cubs, and even parenting so poorly that Mama Bear has to “clean up” his attempts at fathering.
These aren’t the dads I know.
The dads I know are up to their elbows in parenting, including my own husband. Changing diapers, doing laundry, helping with homework, feeding baby food, reading books, cuddling, correcting, cleaning, and on and on. They are worth of honor and respect. My dad taught me everything from how to ride a bike to how to change a spark plug, (which I have never performed since). I’ve only known my father in law for the last ten years of my life, but he is an incredible family man who has graciously blessed me with his father-love, too.
In fact, I know very few dopey, uninvolved dads. Most dads I know are awesome. They are men of character and integrity and humility and wisdom.
Happy Father’s Day to the many, many incredible dads I know, including my Dad, Tony English, my father in law, Stephen Haupt, and my incredible husband, Tim Haupt. Love you guys. Keep up the great work.