Dude Looks Like a Lady: Gendering Parenthood

I am the Dad.  Or, better yet, I am the 1950s Dad.  I work long hours, come home to dinner on the table most nights, and contribute very rarely to routine housework.  I am the major breadwinner and I handle all of the household jobs that require muscle or the use of tools. 

Yet these characteristics are not what make me the Dad.  Rather, it is the relationship that I share with Anna that makes me the Dad in our family.

Happy together, Oct. 2011

Yes, Virginia. Everything IS Political.

Blogger's Note:  Today we are excited to feature a guest post by Heidi, Anna's other mom, who just also happens to be a lawyer and a damn fine writer.


The beginning of the end of a very toxic and very short-lived relationship occurred when I heard the following words: 

“What is your problem?  Does EVERYTHING have to be political with you?”