Daddy Farts is the ongoing dialogue I have with myself as a fantastically excited newish father as I journey the high points and hijinks and pitfalls and pratfalls of life as a father of my two precocious little angels Miia and Emmi.
Born in Toronto, Canada to Finnish immigrant parents my parenting pedigree is shaped by living at the well worn nexus of Northern European heritage (read: Finnish zaniness) and Canadian sensibilities. Being married to my beloved and much more levelheaded wife Joline has somewhat tempered my whimsical world-view and bestowed a sense of balance, however precarious, to my parenting ideology.
All of this to say I strongly believe that kids today are increasingly being raised in bubbles that need popping. Or at the very least some gentle releasing of air pressure. Kids need to be kids. Of course they need structure, something else that is all too often sorely missing, but they also need freedom. Freedom to fail and to fall and to get back up with a gentle guiding hand. But also the freedom to have fun. To discover the weird, wonderful and wacky as seen through the lens of a child. And as often as we can, we should join them in that place. Shake off the shackles of our societal mores and roll in the dirt with them, cackle uninhibitedly and revel in the beauty that is the world of a child.
This blog is meant to share those moments from our daily lives and encourage them amongst yourselves. As a 42 year old who often (too often my darling wife might tell you) embraces his inner man child i can tell you that not only do they keep you young, they immeasurably enhance our everyday lives and breath vitality to our very core.
As I tell almost 3 year old Miia and 1 year old Emmi; in just a few more short years i will finally have someone my own age to play with.
Welcome to Daddy Farts: toots about tots.