in praise of feminist fathers

I had this great idea to write a post about feminist fathers for Father's Day, but I got hung up on the definition of what a feminist father really is. To me, a feminist dad is not just a guy who teaches his daughter how to play baseball, or encourages her to work hard in school. He's not just the guy who changes diapers and bathes his kids. It's not just about what he does at home.

To me, being a feminist dad is also about the way he behaves in the workplace. A feminist dad is one who goes home at the end of the day and leaves his job behind, at least until after the kids are in bed. He's a dad who knows that it's important for him to say no to the boss about working late, and not just let the working moms in his office set the standard of how parents should behave.

I blogged recently about my own father, and how he took care of us during the summers when I was a kid. I don't know if my dad would really describe himself as a feminist–I would. Not only because he went out of his way to make sure that I believed that I could do whatever I wanted to, but also because he made sure that when my mom was ready to go back into the workforce, that she could do it.

What's your definition of a feminist dad? Are you married to one? Are you one? 

I know I am! Happy Father's Day to all my favorite dads out there in the blogosphere. I hope that you had a great day, with plenty of handprint arts, and gifts made out of popsicle sticks. And Happy Father's Day to landisdad, who is the most wonderful dad I know, and a feminist dad at that.

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June 18, 2006. thoughtful parenting. 11 comments.