This feels like how I look playin Beat Saber.

I mean, you CAN. 😂

You are unaware of the potency of the accuracy of this statement. 🏳️‍⚧️

If you beat it and still don’t understand,

it’s okay.

You might, but it’s okay if not.

She sends my kids books, man. Don’t fuck around with us.

First thing came to my mind is Weapons.

Dear Chickiedoodles,

Remember when you thought you were gonna die of tired during the first one? Remember when you fucked your shoulder up, shoveling in a blizzard to get to the hospital during the second one only to be told to stay out because of COVID?

Look at those miracles now. You did it.

❤️

That I loved them and that I chose them.

I need that for them because it’s what my father took from me.

I need to right those wrongs.

I’ve never been good at playing with toys and stuff with them. I grew up playing with toys alone. Kind of a sore spot for me.

Could definitely improve there.

Nowadays, I just pick them up and tickle them and slam them around and stuff.

When they do what’s right despite not being seen for it.

Being a good parent is the most invisible and thankless job there is.

My father is the reason I’m straight edge, loyal, and honest, because my hatred for him made me craft a life to balance against his.

My mother is the reason I’m kind, loving, and respectful, because I see her as an ideal I’ll never reach, but will always strive to.

Discussions and explanations. I try to alleviate confusion and be a welcome recipient to their creativity.

I also play videogames with the oldest and am the only one that can calm the youngest when he flips out.

How it feels to get that ass whipped on Street Fighter.

He will beat me when he deserves to and I will smile for him.

Until then, he catches hands.

I apologized to my mother and I pitied my father.

That so long as you fight, you win, even when you lose.

I have not been a flawless parent, but I’ve been there and I care and that’s what always matters on the other side of anything.

I don’t fear failing my kids because I will always be in the fight to help them grow.

No one tells you how hard it is, because we haven’t invented words that can do so yet.

If you’re an at-home parent, you have to do a job that never ends and on top of that, you have to pay for the privilege.

Bananas.

Also that it’s alright if you don’t like them all the time. They’re people.

From the stay-at-home perspective, the first day of school.

Later on, it’s trying to convince them they’re being stupid about a thing before they get the stupid all on’em.

Offered to help open a mango for the kid, but he “had” it. Came back after cutting his thumb open with a butterknife, cryin.

In the first stage, the hours. Miserable hours. Then there’s the stupid lies and the attitudes. My oldest is 10, so he doesn’t hate me yet, but that’ll probably be the next thing.

Watching them excel at that which they previously struggled.

Like math finally clicking in my oldest’s head or seeing him finish an Astro Bot level he was stuck on or my youngest putting on his own clothes.

Also laughing with them. We lost it watching this. youtu.be/iCvEcY-Suik?...

My mom used to tell me she couldn’t teach me how to be a man.

Knowing what I know now, shit. 🤣

Apathy. I know it’s tiring and repetitive, but you still have to care.

I never knew the depths of my patience and understanding.

I also got extremely good at changing diapers by using minimal wipes.

The more you get with the diaper itself, the fewer wipes you need. 😉

That racism was acceptable so long as it’s your people sayin or doin the racist shit.

I feel like if my dad stuck around and taught me manhood, I would’ve noped outta that shit a lot sooner and been a lot further along in my gender journey.

I don’t even know. Stepdad or biodad. Pretty sure I’ve been told both, but I forgot.

I’d do anything for my mom. I might actually be moving in with her to take care of her because she’s up there in age.

My dad is an alcoholic who abandoned me for bottles and women. We don’t chat.

Ryan Wilder’s Batwoman flying over Gotham throwing batarangs at the “camera.”

Squad goals

The confidence to put double dutch in a oner.

YES!!