Since moving home, Maxine and Job have gone on lots of daddy adventures. They usually involve some amount of worry on my part (boating) and occasionally some tale of a near miss. I’m almost certain there’s always a near miss that occurs (toddler), I’m just spared the story.

And you know what? It’s great. She should be off having limits pushing adventures. She should get bumps and bruises and totally miss naps every once in a while. She should have stories that I don’t know. Stories that are hers and his. Daddy time is different kind of fun and learning, as it should be.

And I should worry.

There’s a near miss story that goes with these pics. A tale of toddler adventure and walking the wild side. The story makes me do that slow blink, head shake kind of move.

But not nearly as much as that Daddy outfit does.