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Men must assume a new role when a kid is born. And they need to acquire new abilities in order to deal with it effectively. For instance, how to braid their little princess’s hair,
How to give goodnight tales, or how to toss the baby up to the ceiling to make them giggle. It’s wonderful when dads raise their kids in their own unique manner.
I was summoned to the principal’s workspace. I had bleached my hair blonde instead of its natural black hue, which was the cause.
The principal is reprimanding me for beginning to color my hair at such an early age while I stand there with my father. Then, with a startled expression, my father replies, “Isn’t that your natural color?” © _kitana_8.
My dad has opposed getting a tattoo since I was sixteen. I refrained from rebelling because I didn’t want to ruin our connection. Furthermore, I was unsure of the exact kind of inking I want.
I made the decision to postpone the concept for many years. I am now taking my driving test at the age of 19. I requested theoretical tutoring from my father.
My dad sighed and replied, “I think you should get a tattoo after all,” when I was unable to respond to the same question again.
“Priority to the right” should be written on your arm. © Ideer/Overheard My dad and I would walk home together after school when I was in elementary school.
Crows would often be seen perched in the trees, cawing noisily. I asked my dad why they were cawing so loudly because I was interested.
“It’s because they are desperate: their bottoms itch, but they can’t scratch them with their beaks,” he explained, glancing at the birds. © Ideer/Overheard
My mom discovered crimson lipstick on my dad’s collar when he was pregnant. did not speak up. She picked up a fight after seeing foundation markings on his hand a few days later.
When he revealed that he takes makeup classes, my mother became even more alarmed, asking how he could be so blatantly dishonest.
My dad simply phoned me and gave me some awesome cosmetics instead of making excuses! “I have a grown-up daughter, a six-year-old daughter,
And a third one coming up,” the father stated, proving his argument. I must be able to accomplish everything and be a good father to them. Copyright Ward #6/VK
Dad gets home from work. When he enters to visit my mother and me, he adds earnestly, “Do you know who I just saw? It was dark while.
I was walking, and there was just one lamp shining. A massive hare suddenly leaps out of the woods. My dad takes out a large chocolate bar and says,
“So this hare asked me to give you a chocolate bar!” while my mother and I exchange shocked looks. Even though I’m 24, I still get fooled by the hare joke as easily as if I were six. © VK/Overheard
Yesterday, I bathed the small one. left him soaking and playing in a large bowl after washing him and giving him a whole set of rubber duckies.
It normally takes at least fifteen minutes to play. You can’t force him out of the restroom before that time.
However, after five to seven minutes, I hear him calling me “Daddy-daddy” from the restroom. I inquire what’s wrong as I approach the door. I hear “I can’t see anything” in response.
It turned out that I had switched off the light as I exited the restroom. In the darkness, the youngster bravely cleaned duckies. © Pikabu/Timmyboy
My dad brought me to work with him when I was seven years old. He worked as a diver professionally.
I saw four large guys putting my father in a three-bolt diving suit and seeing him descend the slope into the dark sea while carrying weights, like an astronaut.
I didn’t show it, but I was very afraid about him. However, the soldiers must have seen my concern and allowed me to call my father.
After that, we had some delicious spaghetti with canned meat and drink at the canteen. They also allowed me to operate a genuine diving tugboat. It was fantastic. © Pikabu/MAPK.TBEH
I used to ride the bus with my dad to daycare. The driver would wait until the departure time as we boarded at the last stop.
However, I didn’t get it at the time and wanted to go immediately. My father then persuaded me that the motorist was anticipating my singing a song.
Despite my shyness with other travelers, I sung. After chuckling, the driver turned on the bus, and we set out. © Pikabu/Vl73 We brought three cartons of eggs home from the grocery store.
“I want to shoot an egg at the wall,” our daughter adds. After I give him a carton of eggs, my spouse grabs the daughter’s hand and they go out.
They returned with the empty carton, smiling and content. Somewhere they flung eggs against the wall. My spouse claimed to have fantasized of doing the same thing as a child.
They speak about you here. © Podsushano — I took my children, ages 6 and 3, to an indoor play facility where they had games, climbing, soft play, and decent coffee (for me, not the kids).
There, they also host kid’s parties and provide a few quiet spaces where the children may celebrate their birthdays with food, gifts, and other activities. My oldest approached me, clearly agitated, and said .
She “can’t find her sister anywhere” as I was enjoying my typical slim flat white. Not very good, but not bad either. She probably couldn’t have escaped.
I then send the oldest child back into the play area to have another look, and as I pass by, I peek into the party rooms. No mischievous children, no conflict, and no trace of my child.
Upon returning, Eldest informed me that her sibling was “missing… possibly dead!” This was comforting. I’ll admit that when I check the restrooms, I’m beginning to worry a bit.
The wife is outside with her friend, and it didn’t seem like a good idea to have to break the news that I had lost a quarter of our family. The child sitting next to the birthday girl, wearing a party hat, eating a plate of food,
And helping open gifts is wearing a dress that looks a lot like my daughter’s. I complete another lap and pass the party rooms once more when I see something.
The children’s faces are really hidden by the caps, but I’m very certain now. I enter the room casually, ask the birthday girl’s parents who she is,
And inform them that she has an unexpected visitor. They allowed us to take the food and drink as well as the party hat, and they were very kind.
It wasn’t my best moment when I had to walk out of the party room with the other fathers pointing and laughing.
Much better than my wife, who burst out laughing when I informed her. I am apparently “hilarious” and “idiot.” © Reddit/Alexis_Denken
spent a few weeks on a business trip. I often use Messenger to make calls to my spouse and children. There was no indication of concern yesterday.
They were discussing their current activities as well as their plans for tomorrow. Then, in the background, I hear a unique “quack.”
I believed I had misheard, but I was mistaken. A duck was running in the distance! With remorseful eyes, my kid says, “And now we have a duck.”
Daddy proposed that we give him the name Zlatozar. I’m now traveling home to be with my spouse, kid, and duck, Zlatozar. © Not everyone is going to comprehend / VK
Despite not being a stay-at-home father, my spouse spends a number of days with our kid at home. He once took our son and a friend to the park while he was minding their child,
Who is completely unrelated to us. At the park, another mother approached him and said, “Wow, they don’t look anything alike.”
“Yeah, different mothers,” my husband responded after giving her a quick glance while still keeping an eye on the children. “But they look so close in age,” the mother continues.
After glancing at her, my spouse remarks, “It’s embarrassing to learn that they are only roughly six months apart.”
After the huffy woman left, my husband texted me to tell me he was the “funniest person in the world.”
Indeed, our tale is amusing, but it seems like a man cannot go out with a child who is not his own and can hardly be with his own child without being asked! © Reddit/GenuineRisk