How Baby #52: Competence
My husband and I were joking about how I always make Momo’s lunches for daycare, and how if he were to do it, she’d probably end up with six apples and a can opener. You know, the typical ‘haha, dads are so incompetent’ yarn, the one that’s not really true. I mean, I know it’s not true at all — Kev’s a pretty with-it dad (he was able to take five months off to take care of Momo while I went to work), so when I couldn’t make her lunches for the week because I was too busy, he stepped up to the plate.
And he BLEW ME OUT OF THE WATER. He made her a proper bento, with every different kind of food in a little container, plus dessert, AND a little note. Where has he been hiding these bento skills??? So much for the ‘incompetent dad’ front he was putting on. Society almost had me lulled into complacent humour, again.