We spent the whole day out, the kids travelling in a red wagon and I pulling it. We picked up Mama's contacts at the eye doctors, went out to lunch, visited the Andover Shop, hit the secretest of all thrift shops, and spent a very long time in the playground, where Daddy himself played in the sand and assumed the role of "the shark" in some boat game a bunch of kids made up. Afterwards, we spent a few hours in the back yard, and when Mama came home, Daddy washed the dishes and made dinner. All while dressed like an adult...you know, differently from the children. Imagine that?
People who use the fact that they look after small children as an excuse to walk around dressed like children are being lazy. Adulthood, and especially parenthood, is no place for laziness. I'll try not to get on a high horse about it, but dressing like an adult teaches children a little something about being an adult. Spending the day in pyjamas and sweat pants teaches them something too.
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20 comments:
Nice.
I can relate to the "secretest of thrift shops" and agree that adulthood is no excuse for laziness.
The cords and cap are quite groovy!
...he declaims from the saddle.
I kid, I kid. But isn't the whole concept behind this blog ("dress like a grownup;" "penury is not an excuse") to mount at least a taller-than-average mule?
You've raised the flag of adult dressing. I salute you, sir.
How about a very large miniature pony?
Be careful, other thrifters may discover the secret thrift shop by following the guy wearing the cords with ducks on.
Amen, brother!
You look like a million bucks--and you're not even wearing a tie!
I gotta give you grief about the pants, of course, but I still love your outfit. Like you, when I take the kids to the park, I still dress like an adult, even if I'm not wearing a suit & tie.
Now, if all the men readers of this blog will only follow Giuseppe's fine lead, we can influence not only our children, but maybe even our friends, neighbors, co-workers, and possibly strangers.
nice fit, but i couldnt see myself @ the park, sliding, climbing, playing ball, chasing and being chased in that gear.
Agreed. Save the sneakers and sweats for the gym. A daddy's job is to lead by example. I only hope that as my daughters mature, they are able to find young men who live up to their expectations. You don't happen to be raising well dressed young men do you? :)
That leg shot with the duck cords, argyles and beans could have easily been my leg in 1985. Nicely done G!
Britt
I could play with my son at the park in all of that gear, sans ducks on my pants.
Hope you blindfolded the kids before you took them to the secret thrift store, otherwise blog readers might try to bribe them to find out the name.
The Barracuda Harrington is a real classic. A must for springtime in the UK.
Mick.
Being yet another dull lawyer behind my desk in a hi-rise in downtown Boston, I envy you and your lifestyle. Thanks for turning me green.
Shucks, and thanks a lot. I often find lyself envying the guys who are showered, shaved and in a suit by 8 a.m. It's good to be reminded how lucky I am.
"People who use the fact that they look after small children as an excuse to walk around dressed like children are being lazy. Adulthood, and especially parenthood, is no place for laziness. I'll try not to get on a high horse about it, but dressing like an adult teaches children a little something about being an adult. Spending the day in pyjamas and sweat pants teaches them something too."
Amen! One of the best things I've read on-line in a looooong time!
you look like a skinhead
Most of the skinheads I've seen don't wear ducks on thier pants...or have hair for that matter.
I have found over the past two years (my first two years of fatherhood) that my own appearance is one of the few things left within my control as other areas of my life descend into a (happy) child centred chaos.
I do feel a small sense of pride when standing at the playground in my slim fit dockers, clarks originals, sports jacket and shirt. While all the other fathers are dressed in hoodies and low slung jeans.
DRESS LIKE A MAN!!!
(Great blog, found via Oi Polloi)
You look like the picture of Steve McQueen at Put This On's article, The Essential Man's Wardrobe :D
The surprising difference between going out in 'pyjamas' and getting dressed, is that it doesn't really take any longer to present yourself than itvdies to leave the house in bed clothes.
This is a good post and am circulating it at the next pta meeting!
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