It is rare to see fathers who are more hands on with the kids than the mothers. At a recent holiday dinner, I noticed that all three fathers at the table deferred to their wives to tend to the kids. That was not the case in my family even though my father worked full time. He was the one who made us breakfast, helped with homework, and pointed out the injustices and the realities of the world.
One of the best things about having a nephew is to see the passing of the torch of parenthood from my father to my brother. It makes me so happy to see that my ten-month-old nephew adores his father the way my siblings and I still adore ours.
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