A Female Toddler Princess Trains Her Dad While He Is at Home Doing the Hardest Job in the World. It Is Truly So!
Your Young Toddler Princess Will Not Be Persuaded She Is Not Royalty
Extremely Important Notable Items
Don't feed them adult food.
Don't let them drink beer.
Keep keys and important items away from toddler scanning and reach.
Keep all items that could roughly end up being a weapon out of their hands.
Try to keep honey, sugar, jam and sticky junk away from them at all times.
Don't let them run around with any of the above items.
Wash their faces before Mother comes home.
Try not to let her do her "hide and seek" game just before Mother comes home.
The Most Challenging Job He Ever Had
Being a "Stay At Home" Dad is a study in focusing on what is not natural to you. It is an extremely tough job. Then, she's a girl. And she is a a Lady Princess.
You have to learn how to change a girl, and you have to comply with Mother's rules (which are very particular). And then there are the normal things: (Note: This Libra Female was under Father's care from about 6 months to two and a half years.)
When I ended my term, I was pretty qualified, but in the beginning, I had to keep remembering a multitude of daily hygienic routines by a Mother, Grandmother and Big Sister (All employed).
The first truly noticeable behavior that impressed the working Mom was the fact that when she got home, her daughter was in brand new clean diapers all the time. And, she had no diaper rash. So, it was not like the Father was changing the diapers just before she got home from work. No diaper rash meant that she was not sitting in dirty diapers all day long. Needless to say, the Father felt like he was establishing new records for hygiene and, since he was very nervous about the entire challenge, he patted himself on the back. For a little while, the Mother was awe struck. Of course, the odd truth would be coming out soon.
The Kid Was Even Little For Her Cohorts, But She Could Run at 8 months, And Use Harsh Language to Daddy Not Long After That.
Yes, she was precocious and could argue way too early, but that was not the real strange problem. She could not tolerate a used diaper. In fact she would not go number two in her diapers after she could walk/run.
After Grandma exclaimed that she was like "her side", and would be arguing and standing up to people for the rest of her life, the Father said: "I can see that."
She was happy to run around diaper less, letting herself "dry out". Smiling as proud as Gypsy Rose Lee, she would present herself to the world without clothes. Her pride was not letting anything dirty touch her porcelain white skin. Needless to say, Daddy was in track shoes trying to keep up with her. You see, she would promptly shed her wet diapers upon annointing.
"You Are Not The Boss of Me!"
This is a common statement of defiance, but she presented this challenge continually. The Father would proudly declare that he was 31 and she was 2 and a half, and that that very difference itself would constitute a reason for "Father Dominance".
"Don't Do Your Hiding Game!"
Particularly vexing because she knew how much it affected the Father, this game of her own invention, would make him run through all the rooms, go through all the boxes and the nooks and the crannies. She would do it especially when social events, parties or Mother's presence was soon expected. The Mother would say: "Honey, would you go find her. You know where all of her hiding places are." Father would smile, knowing that sometimes he did not know where all of her hiding places were.
"Where Are The Keys?"
The Father could do a true convincing theatrical performance when he had to act extremely calm. Of course it was those times when she had hidden the car keys. Do not say to yourself that his job was to hide the keys. That is true, but often humans forget. The bloodshot rage she could see, even though the Father's voice was as quiet and serene as he could muster. He would say: "Now you know we are going out tonight right? To the movies, Uhuh, and we really need to have the car keys". She would dutifully go through the house. The Father would not follow. He would sit and watch TV with apparent nonchalance. If he communicated any more tension than was bristling inside him, he would display emotions that would surely cause a delay in that wonderful moment: "Daddy, Daddy, Daddy". The faint jingle jingle of metal on metal was singing through the hallway. And she appeared with a wide angle smile.
You Must Reason With A Daughter
This daughter needed everything explained. She needed emotional reassurance. She needed suasion, explanation, thorough "whyness". The "whyness", which is what he called it was the continual streaming sentences that flow forth from the "Big Daddy" as to why absolutely everything was happening the way it was happening.
Rocky Mountain High - Colorado
This experience was wonderful for both parties, and the summer this Daughter was marrying. The Father will sing "The Wedding Song" accompanying himself on his Fender acoustic guitar.
On a mountain peak in a mansion he will ponder, as he sings the chorus..."And there is love". And when he is done with his song, he will thank God that he was a Stay At Home Dad for approximately two and a half years for this Female Princess.
The best career decision he ever made, is a Father of Four Grown Children and Grandfather of Eight.
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She Started Using A Particular Digit for Communicating Defiance
Toward the end of his term as Stay At Home Dad, she started using a particular digit for disrespecting.
When her Father inquired as to where she learned things like that. She said: "Tommy". The Father knew then that he had let Tommy come over and visit too often.
Later on Father would mutter: "When you get old, I hope you have a daughter just like yourself".
But he said it With A Smile.
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