Embarrassing daddy moments continue

Well, I figured I would kill two birds with one stone.

I was in need of a jog a couple of weeks ago and we had a couple of DVDs that needed to go back to the library.

I was able to get both accomplished at the same time, but there is one caveat to the whole thing – the titles of the videos I carried across town on the jog.

You see as I was jogging I was running with an Olivia the pig video and Franklin the turtle video clearly evident in my hands.

Most likely nobody noticed, but it’s the latest in a long list of things I’ve done as a parent that are potentially embarrassing.

Yes, as I’ve written about in this column in the past, I’ve carried my share of princess bags and have even put on a tiara a time or two. It’s hard to say no to the big, brown eyes of a 4-year-old girl who wants you to play.

There is one other potential pitfall for embarrassment for me- the leaking of information from things I do or say that go on inside the home. I can remember one little girl who is a relative of ours telling me, “My mommy farts all the time.”

Now, this is not our little girl (this time) who said this, but I can only imagine some of the things our daughter could say about me when she’s not in my presence. Those family secrets aren’t so secret when you have little ones around who can spill the beans at any moment. No doubt I give her plenty of embarrassing things to talk about if she wanted to.

For further research on the subject of fathering young girls, I decided to contact a friend, Ken, who lives suburban Chicago. He and his wife had two young daughters until recently when the daughter quotient doubled as they had twins a few months back.

So, now the female-to-male ratio in his household is 5-to-1. You can bet he deals with much more pink than me and has learned to deal with embarrassing daddy moments. He said the most embarrassing moments are when he has to play the board game “Pretty, Pretty Princess” with his daughters.

“‘Pretty Pretty Princess’ is a board game where you collect and then wear jewelry,” Ken said. “The earrings are particularly unflattering, even though my girls let me have the more manly looking blue ones.”

Well, not only did his email to me provide insight on fatherhood, it also provided me comfort to know I’m not alone out there.

Hang in there Ken, you have two more daughters to go, so keep those earrings handy.

I guess most fathers of young daughters have been there.

Reporter Andrew Potter is a Tuesday columnist for the Times-Republican. The views expressed in this column are personal views of the writer and don’t necessarily reflect the views of the T-R. Contact Andrew Potter at 641-753-6611 or apotter@timesrepublican.com