Dazzled on Daddy Daze

I’m a big fan of Daddy Daze because, well, I’m a big fan of great dads.

Daddy Daze is a parenting/daddy blog I discovered on Parenting.com. I got all misty-eyed when Dave, the creator of Daddy Daze, wrote another one of his funny, heartwarming blogs about fatherhood.

When I discovered he was thoughtful and open-minded, not afraid to indulge in small miracles, and makes these freaking fantastic Bento lunches for his little girl, I was hooked.

And Daddy Daze is not just for daddies. Recently renovated, Daddy Daze offers parenting tips, product reviews, and (my favorite) true not-so-Hollywood stories from real dads.

This week, Daddy Daze features an essay from yours truly. (Thanks, Dave!) Here’s an excerpt:

The Evolution of Parenting

I don’t think my brain is big enough to be a parent today. Maybe in a few hundred years.

When I had a baby shower, I was grateful to receive stacks of diapers, tons of pink onesies, and a blessed tube of nipple cream. (Nipple cream? Oh yea...) But what I really needed was a generous gift certificate to a craft supply store and a degree in Parenting via Rewards and Motivation...

You can read the entire essay at Daddy Daze.

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