On Friday I was dropping Barney (my son) at school and saw another Dad at the door.
He looked harassed.
Loaded up with coats, PE bags, and lunchboxes for his kids.
It was unusual to see him as his wife is usually there.
I asked if she was at work early.
His answer:
“She’s got that bug, so I’m stuck on daddy daycare.”
Hmmmmmm.
Last time I checked parenting your children is not ‘daycare.’
You cannot babysit your own kid.
And it’s a trap too many men fall into.
Conned into believing that being a provider means just bringing home some bacon.
Yes, you may be building a business, and yes you may be working bloody hard…
Your children are your responsibility.
It’s called being a father.
In truth, I take Barney to school everyday.
Have done since he started in reception.
(When he was born I was not so responsible and my priorities were all fucked up.)
Why do this?
Because I want to know my kid and my kid to know me.
He tells me all sorts of funny shit on that walk to school.
…This week I found out about the rules of Pokemon and a new class romance.
Plus we talked about the big stuff too – integrity, respect and honour.
This time with my son keeps me grounded.
It reminds me he will only be young for so long.
And NOTHING gets in the way of this.
No meeting, no call, no speaking gig, no crisis.
It’s one of my ‘rules.’
Members know it, private clients know it, and even the site team at the office know it.
Being able to work the hours you want?
It’s worth a lot in this life.
And I urge you to remember, as a man at the helm of your own business…
YOU set the rules of your own game.
Set them and stick to them.
Make More. Provide More. Be More.
Charlie Hutton
