I believe the main reason I haven’t included any of these is that this is a list for a father who travels, participates in activities, and has friends.
As a father, I adore this. It’s easy to make young children laugh, and it brings a warm glow to anyone’s heart. It’s getting harder to make them laugh as they grow older, but the eye rolls almost make up for it. You carry on as long as you can, remembering the times they guffawed uncontrollably at your most inane jokes.
My father keeps track of when a neighbor mows his lawn, as if it were a race or something. When he hears a small engine start up, he’ll ask, “Is Paul mowing *again?*” and then mow.
I’ve completed/completed all of these…does this imply that I have a child? I’m afraid I lost them and have since forgotten about them…
“You make a better door than a window,” says the narrator.
I believe the main reason I haven’t included any of these is that this is a list for a father who travels, participates in activities, and has friends.
“Did anyone hit the thermostat?” you forgot to ask.
As a father, I adore this. It’s easy to make young children laugh, and it brings a warm glow to anyone’s heart. It’s getting harder to make them laugh as they grow older, but the eye rolls almost make up for it. You carry on as long as you can, remembering the times they guffawed uncontrollably at your most inane jokes.
“I’m going to ” says the runner.
“I’d recommend driving there, but it’s up to you.”
Oh my god Many of these have been said at least once by me.
I don’t see anything about constructing a deck.
Our Boomer fathers used to be batshit mad Q tips.
Before using the BBQ tongs, give them two clicks to make sure they function.
According to this, I am 60% father.
There’s one major thing missing:
“It seems that we arrived just in time.”
When my wife and kids see the rows, they look at me and wait for me to say something.
I had no idea how much of a father my father is until recently.
Seeing a dead deer on the side of the road and reflecting on the “waste of good meat” is also a trend, depending on where you’re from.
Despite the fact that I am neither a parent nor a man, I am 100 percent dad.
When I drive past cows, I think, “Look, horses.”
“Your *army* is right,” he adds.
No, no, no.
“It’s the humidity, not the sun, that kills you.” When the weather is very hot.
Your honor, I enter a guilty plea on all counts.
I believe I was born to be a father, not a mother.
My father keeps track of when a neighbor mows his lawn, as if it were a race or something. When he hears a small engine start up, he’ll ask, “Is Paul mowing *again?*” and then mow.
I’m stunned. I’ve turned into a “dad” dad, and I’m not sure when it happened.
Alternatively, “I’m hungry.” I’m Dad, and I’m hungry.”