One for the Dads
This morning while in the shower (where all the best ideas are born) I came to the realization that I am more like my mom than I ever imagined. In the past, I would have said I was my dad's clone. I look so much like him, a complete stranger once came up to me in a store to ask if I was Steve Laber's daughter.I certainly have his build (yeah me - probably wouldn't be so bad if I were a boy).
His height.
You can even thank my dad for my sense of humor and wit (some would say sarcastic smart ass).
It wasn't until I started writing this blog about my life as a mom and my childhood that I realized how closely I am following in my mom's parenting footsteps. I started looking at this from a dad's perspective and how new dad's today relate to dads in the Boomer generation. 
My dad:
- read me Mickey's Magic Grinder more times than I can count
 - taught me to ride a bike
 - tried desperately to get me to like soft ball (I didn't make it past t-ball)
 - practiced my spelling words and flash cards with me
 - let me pounce on his stomach just like in Hop on Pop
 - showed me the value of a dollar and the meaning of generosity
 - taught me how to drive a car
 - allowed me to be myself
 - my mom taught me to cook, but dad showed me how to make a mess in the kitchen
 - through his quest to create the perfect pizza dough recipe, I saw the value of learning from your experiences
 - coached some of my siblings little league teams
 - he helped me pick a college and career
 - found my first apartment
 - moved me in the green mini-van (may it rest in peace) more times than I remember
 - sat through my 4 hour dance recitals (if he was sleeping, I couldn't tell from on stage)
 - showed me how to check the oil (I don't think I have done it since then)
 - bought my first car (miss you Simon)
 - encouraged me to believe in myself
 - to stand my ground
 - and that there is dignity in admitting when you are wrong (of course I inherited stubbornness from both my parents so it takes me a long time to come around-but I am dignified should I actually admit it)
 
My husband (and other younger dads I know) also:
- change diapers
 - feed kids
 - some even cook (I so wish this were Pete, just once in a while would be awesome)
 - help with the chores
 - deal with repairs
 - more and more are stay at home dads
 - take the kids for a walk in the stroller
 - play video games with the kids
 - weekly pillow fights
 - not only know what the diaper bag looks like but actually help pack it
 - frequently watch kid tv programs (why fight it?)
 - understand the importance of Girls' Night Out
 
 I do believe this new generation of fathers have a lot more on their plates than the Boomer dads but I suppose that comes with so many working moms. My heart goes out to all the single parents of the world. I can't imagine flying solo on this journey.
To my dad, my husband and all the other fathers out there, I wish you a fabulous Father's Day weekend. May you get to fish, drink a beer, read the paper, take a nap or whatever floats your boat in peace and quite. Then get ready, cause Monday, we ladies are going to need a Girls' Night Out.






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