I wasn’t sure what kind of father I would be, but I didn’t want to be “That guy.” You now the guy, a dad who looks overwhelmed, lost his individuality, lost will will to live.
Looks like he just rolled out of bed, wears fleece everything and overly comfortable shoes.
Oh, no, I wasn’t gonna be that guy…
In the last year I wore my first fleece sweatshirt and my first pair of loafers, Merrell Jungle Mocs, (possibly the most comfortable, yet ugliest shoe created.)
The fleece was a gift from my mom I never worn, I had to run out to the store one morning and needed to throw something over that oatmeal stain. I grabbed the Old Navy fleece, and it was so soft and comfortable, and suddenly I didn’t care that it was made from toxic plastic bottles. I have since gotten 2 more.
I stumbled across the loafers on sale at DSW. They were so hideous looking, like suede potato-bugs, that I tried them on as a joke. They slipped on and off so easily, they were waterproof, warm in the snow, and made my Converse feel like some kind of GitMo torture shoe. I wore them out of the store and relegated my Chuck Taylors to the back of the closet.
So yes, I am slowly morphing into “that guy.” But I can still clean up “purty good,” but if I’m going to be chasing a toddler through the zoo all day, I better be dry, warm, and comfortable.
Besides, I draw the line at draw-string pants…actually, do you think those Penguin lounge pants are stain resistant?