No, it's not getting him write a blog. Busy dads have a lot to do, but they do have time for hobbies.
The answer is grocery shopping. At least for this busy dad.
It was my wife's birthday this last weekend and someone from her side of the family bought her a spa day. She definitely earned it and I was happy to let her indulge in the experience. But dropping a grocery list and two rowdy kids in my lap before you head out for a luxury day? Not cool.
Anyway, I have this grocery list with 10 items on it. Shouldn't be a problem, right? Wrong. After four laps around the store, me checking the list and then squinting at the signs above the aisle, I finally found the Kleenex. I was supposed to get something in the cooking aisle--wherever that is--two bananas, bread, and PB&J.
Each stop at the end of a row of canned goods, each stutter step, every U-turn was followed by, "Daaaaaad, what are you dooooinnnng?" My son was not used to a parent so utterly out of his element in this type of environment. Honestly, though he's only four years old, I think that he could have found everything we were looking for in half the time. Thankfully my two year-old girl was just happy to be on a bumpy ride.
After stretching what should have been a 10 minute stop into 30, I finally found all the items on the list. I paid for the haul, loaded the kids in the car, and headed home. We survived. At the house I pulled out the bread and PB&J to make the kids sandwiches for lunch. Half of the loaf of bread that I bought was hard as a rock! Seriously, how did I not notice that there was a rip down half of the bag?! Utter failure.
That's how you make a busy dad even busier.