Manly man

There is nothing more masculine than being a good father.

That being said, Corrie has taken to the slings with a fevered vengeance, which presented me with an interesting dilemma. They're a great way to carry our child around, from today through about 18 months from now, leaving your hands free and for the most part avoiding that back pain that we've already come to know. Given that they're mostly worn and promoted by women however, they tend towards the, how shall I put it... feminine side.

Now far be it for me to not carry my daughter around in this just because it contrasts with my entire wardrobe, but a cheetos stained football jersey it aint.

So what we need here is another way to frame the issue. It's the unimaginative man that simply thumbs his nose at gender stereotypes and cares nothing for the snickers behind his back at the supermarket in the middle of the day. Nope, this calls for a more elegant approach than a straightforward denial.

Given my family’s Scottish heritage (or Irish, French, British, whatever. That's the joy of being a mutt, get to choose your associations at will) I'm going with the William Wallace model.


Just need some Lee-Press-on-Arm-Hair, perhaps a natty sweat soaked wig, and a kilt, and I'm there baby. Snickering middle-aged house-fraues will think twice before giggling in the 12 items of fewer (Not 12 items or "less", for god sakes people, it's simple grammar) line if they see the legendary Scottish warrior shopping for huggies.