This is a comment by Bob on the post “Call Me a Good Dad and I’ll Spray You with the Hose“.
“I got this all the time when my little ones were truly little and what I couldn’t stand also was how thin was the razor’s edge from unwelcome fawning praise to sneers and outright unsolicited intervention.
“Example: Walking my baby (completely bundled up) strapped to the front of me to the grocery store in colder weather under my coat so we can get food because that was the only way to get to the store to get food elicited ridiculous praise from the cashier.
“Five minutes later walking home, it starts to rain (I am prepared with an umbrella) and a woman drives up alongside asking, ‘How can you do this to this poor child?’ And pleading frantically with me to get in her car. As if getting in a car with a stranger is okay just because she happens to be a woman. And letting her drive me and my baby home without a car seat? Not in my world. We walked the rest of the way and we were both warm and dry the whole time.
“If I were a mom, neither situation would have been a judgement upon my parenting, but in the case of a father there is not just judgement but overly weighted judgement in either direction.”
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