Being a dad

The title of this blog may beg incorrect assumptions but to clarify immediately, I'm talking about my experience house and baby sitting for some friends of ours. The girls were 6 and... 10 or 11, can't quite remember, I'm pretty sure 11... anyway, despite my wife doing most of the baby-sitting cause I had plays to do and band practices to attend, the time I had with the girls was interesting. I think I mostly had fun with them playing on the trampoline and playing hockey. The fact they were pretty low maintainence was helpful, too. I guess that nothing really cataclysmic happened except that I think it would be fun to be a dad. But that's probably the typical guy response or desire is that it would be fun. I thought I had a more profound expression of my experience but that's the extent of it.

As a result of baby/house sitting I stood up some friends on St. Patrick's Day, thinking that if I have kids, I probably can't do all the social outing stuff like I would want to. Well, maybe I'll have some green beer next year!