The first guest writer of the New Year is Eric Storch from I Can’t Brain; I Have the Dumb.

Never heard of him?

If not, it is because this is his third month of blogging. He is a talented, warm, funny writer. He has the gift of storytelling. I believe there will be great things from Eric in the blogging world in the coming months.

In addition to all these accolades, he is just a really great guy. I was honored to have him write for Naked Girl in a Dress today and appreciate our new friendship.

Visit Eric’s blog. Follow him. Friend him. Circle him.

He’s awesome.

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I‘m a dad.

I’ll be 41 years old next month. I have three sons. My youngest is 7. The two older boys (actually my step-kids from my wife’s previous marriage, but I couldn’t love them more if they were my own) are 13 and 16. I’ve been a parent for ten years.

I have a deep appreciation for moms and what they do everyday. Raising children and managing a family is no small task, especially in the 21st century where the lessons we learned about parenting from our parents don’t really apply in this high-tech, politically-correct world.

I understand all that you do.

I do it too.

I’m in the trenches everyday, just like you moms. I’m cleaning up bodily fluids, picking up toys, choosing matching outfits, cleaning, vacuuming, washing dishes and clothes, grocery shopping, cooking meals and goodies, helping with homework, playing chauffeur, giving baths and fighting bedtime battles.

I also fix, wash and wax the cars, mow the lawn, chop wood, make repairs to the house, rake leaves, shovel snow and watch football.

In other words, I’m pretty much doing it all.

And I’m married.

To a mom.

There is a stereotype in which dads are portrayed as bumbling (but lovable!) idiots. Movies (such as Mr. Mom, Daddy Daycare) and TV (The Simpsons) are big contributors. I can also point my finger at many Mommy Bloggers; the ones who will rant on about their husbands, likening them to knuckle-dragging neanderthals and then at the end of their rant will say something akin to, “But I love him anyway.”

Great. Thanks. Good to know. Why do you “love him anyway?”

I know the stereotype is born from comedy. I get that. I also know that what I do everyday makes me a rarity. I’m a minority as far as dads go.
I don’t think most dads are as clueless as the stereotype would have us believe. Us dads, we have a clue. Some of us even know that chocolate cake for breakfast is a bad idea (sorry, Mr. Cosby).

So, do me a favor, moms. When you get a chance, take some time to really pay attention to what Dad is doing. I’ll bet you might be surprised at some of the little things he does that go unnoticed. Maybe he remembers to put the toilet seat down or rinse out the sink after he shaves. Maybe he knows to cut the crusts off the PB&J sandwiches when he makes lunch for the kids. Maybe he takes notice of toys or stray socks the kids left on the floor and puts them away, or takes the kids out for an hour or two on a Saturday afternoon so you can relax, or even just thinks to ask if you want anything from the kitchen when he’s going for a snack.

These are the reasons you “love him anyway.” However, the chances are he doesn’t know it.

So, rather than Tweet it, blog about it or talk about it with your friends, tell him. He probably won’t know otherwise.

Cook him a favorite meal, let him have control of the remote one night or just give him an unexpected hug and kiss. He’ll probably ask you, “What was that for?”

Don’t play coy! Tell him why. Tell him what you saw and tell him you appreciate what he’s done. More than likely, he’ll shrug it off with a grunt or say something along the lines of, “It was nothing” or “Just doing my job.”

All the more reason to “love him anyway.”

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