Daughterology

As a father with four daughters, there are certain things I have experienced that are unique to my situation. Some of them were expected and simply come with the territory. Others came as quite a surprise. The following is a list of some of the more prominent revelations; I’ll leave you to decide which is which. Feel free to share your own experiences.

It is possible to wash more than one entire load of pink clothing.

A lot of toilet paper is used. I mean, a lot.

Hearing “Just wait until they’re teenagers” (coupled with “You’re going to need a shotgun”).

Don’t get me wrong: they like to watch a backhoe tearing up the pavement just like anyone else. But the princess thing cannot be avoided. There will be princesses.

Beard-related kiss goodnight injuries (self-reported).

Bathroom time-sharing has not yet become an issue. But. I’m starting to imagine what it will be like, and I’m a little scared.

Explaining that, while it is not considered polite for little girls to burp in public, that was very impressive.

Not always knowing the difference between tights, leggings, and pants.

Ponytails I can do. Braids are still in process.

Explaining that of course you can be President someday. But you have to be 40.