FTC Disclosure: This post is sponsored by McDonald’s. All opinions are my own.
Life has been really crazy around here lately and there has been some real teamwork going on to make the Farris household run smoothly. Well, whatever smoothly means when you are a party of 6.
Summer is rolling to an end and we are all scrambling trying to get ready for the new school year, while still knocking out some of our bucket lists for summer. One of my goals this summer was to get my daughter off alone for some “girl time” and that left daddy with the boys. He loaded up the mini van and McDonald’s came to the rescue for some boy bonding time, while I was out of pocket with my girl.
Check out this guest post from my most favorite guy. He loaded up the boys and took over the blog for the day including pictures, post and all!
Guest Post from the Man
Sometimes, I get this overwhelming pressure as a dad to really make my boys into men. I have three sons and one daughter so it sets the stage for my wife and daughter to really bond and have those girls days out just the two of them. That leaves me to do the boys day out and automatically there’s a thought in my head to do something really meaningful.
Boys Day Out
So what does a dad do that builds that mentor, father to son relationship? This is where stereotypical suggestions begin to filter in like “take ‘em fishin” and “build something together” and all that other man stuff.
Certainly, those are great suggestions and we do those things but there is another side to manhood for them to see also. So, I took my two older boys and the baby boy (literally) to get school supplies…I rock as a dad and am so fun. But isn’t this life? And don’t all sons need to see their dads do things that many would expect mom to do. Fathers are not only reserved to building things, fishing, hunting, and watching football. Are we not worth more than this? (okay, this is sounding way more serious than intended so just go with it)
Anyway, my boys and I set out. I braved going to Wal*Mart to get school supplies with a baby, a 4 year old, and a 6 year old. I had no bottle or any way to pacify the baby. This is true bravery. (Side note: it is quite funny how many comments I get when I take the baby somewhere by myself such as “oh, Mr. Mom”, “wow your brave”, incredulously “you have them all by yourself”) So, before we went, I did what any sound thinking man would do for his boys. I fed them.
I built their anticipation with food as if we were about to embark on a great adventure. “Boys”, I said, “today I am going to buy you a sandwich that will be one of the greatest sandwiches you’ll ever eat and one that helps you transition into becoming a man.” It’s a bit melodramatic but it certainly gets their attention and makes the sandwich meaningful like they’ve really done something.
So we pulled into McDonald’s and ordered the one and only personal favorite of mine “THE BUTTERMILK CRISPY CHICKEN SANDWICH”. Oh yeah. Golden fried chicken on a succulent fancy bun with a beautiful piece of lettuce and juicy tomato to top. Slathered in the midst is creamy white mayonnaise that holds it all together in perfect harmony.
So I ordered and my 4 year old requested his to be split in half. I didn’t have my knife (what man doesn’t carry his pocket knife 24/7?) so I did what anyone would do. I tore it in half with my bare hands. It’s wasn’t pretty but with a 4 year old it was destined for that fate anyway. Anyway, he was pleased.
My 6 year old bit into it with great excitement and said, “Dad, you’re right.” (I love those words). “This is a really good sandwich.”
So with bellies filled, McDonald’s came through again. They not only pleased our taste buds but they created a common bond between father and sons with the Buttermilk Crispy Chicken Sandwich.
From there, we went on to Wal* Mart. We had our list and like a commander in the trenches I gave orders for my boys to retrieve supplies, watch their comrade’s back, and avoid harming innocent bystanders.
We also had a little fun with the big animal heads. Two brothers with tiger heads. (Isn’t there a movie about this?)
We checked out and our mission was complete.
I didn’t take them fishing and we didn’t build anything but I showed them that a real man is much more versatile. Real men take their sons to McDonald’s for Buttermilk Crispy Chicken Sandwiches and go school supply shopping with a baby.
~ From Sam (The Man)