This is expressly directed at my extended family (in-laws, uncles, causins… etc…).
When you call on weekday mornings and mid afternoons expecting my wife to pick up the phone but get me instead, please extend me the courtesy of not saying that I’m baby sitting the second after I explain to you that my wife has gone out for an appointment.
I do not baby sit my own kids. Alright?! I’m their dad for chris’sake!
Yes, I’m usually at work most weekdays. Yes, my wife is usually at home with the kids when I’m not. When she is at home with the kids (as she normally is) she is not baby sitting, she is being a stay at home mom. Similarly, when I’m home alone with MY kids I’m being a DAD. Not a babysitter. Not a bachelor. Not a poor schmuck stuck at home with the kids without a clue about which end of a diaper goes up.
For the last and final time, cuz I don’t want to say this again… I’m the father, not their babysitter. Their babysitter gets paid handsomely for looking after them a few hours every other week. I’m the guy who teaches them to ride a bike without training wheels by running behind them for blocks at a time. I’m the guy who kisses their skinned knees when they scrub out playing soccer and I’m the guy who stays up half the night with worry when they have an ear ache and fever.
I don’t fucking BABYSIT my kids! Is that clear?