I am a father of two kids, one boy and one girl. Wow, wasn’t that a great start? It’s almost as if I’ve learned something from my latest post about being intimate and more personal than ever. Actually I have, and that’s why I am going to share another personal story with you.
But, it’s exactly what Robert Dempsey said:
“It’s ok to share something personal when it helps me make the point, otherwise there’s no need to share it.”
I’m a dad. That’s it.
I’m just a regular dad, doing regular stuff. But once in a while it feels like I have super powers, that I am a super hero and the greatest dad in the world.
It always happens when I do things that my kids didn’t think was possible. Like today, when we ate both pancakes and hot dogs at the same time. They wanted both, they got both. I could see it in their eyes, they couldn’t believe that it was happening.
I’m not spoiling them. Well, maybe just a little. But wait, I haven’t told you the interesting part yet.
Everything started when my daughter was in kindergarten. She was probably 3 years old. I had to pick her up around 4 pm, and I was usually driving. All the other parents drove cars as well. There was nothing interesting about it. Nothing fun was happening. So, I got an idea.
I found an old wheelbarrow at home. I put a blanket in it, and started pushing it in front of me, all the way to the kindergarten. When I finally arrived, all the kids and the parents were staring. It was like they couldn’t talk, it was like they hadn’t seen a wheelbarrow before. I could see it in their faces that they were all sort of asking the same question; what is he going to do with the wheelbarrow? and then, why’s there a blanket in the wheelbarrow, and finally, oh no, is he really going to put his daughter in there?
I did put my daughter in the wheelbarrow, then, a few years later, I put both my daughter and my son in the wheelbarrow. And they are the happiest kids in the kindergarten, at least when they are leaving. The wheelbarrow is so popular and all the kids are talking about it, and I have actually had to give rides to the other kids as well. I remember one day I was pushing every single kid around, and they never got tired, until I got tired about 30 minutes later.
The parents are talking about it as well. It sounds like they think it’s a cool thing to do. But no matter what the parents think, I know that their kids love it. And that’s what’s important.
Why am I telling you this?
The reason I thought about using the wheelbarrow, and why it was such a huge success and why it made me feel like the greatest dad in the world, is all because I targeted the right people. No matter what other people may think, I did it for the kids. If the kids love it, it was the right thing to do.
I was trying my best to think like a kid. I wanted my kids to feel different. I wanted my kids to have an amazing time and a joy ride. The day after I started using the wheelbarrow to transport my kids home from the kindergarten, it was all they talked about. It was all their friends talked about. I had finally discovered my first purple cow. I was doing something remarkable in a world ruled by kids.