I think there is something to be said about watching a dad of three girls.
Especially my husband who never even held a baby before ours, let alone ever getting exposed to ‘girly’ stuff.
He’s no rookie now.
When our oldest does her latest fashion walk.
He upstages her.
When our youngest asks him to play dolls.
He plays dolls like a pro.
When our middle child comes downstairs with gobs of lip gloss, blue eye shadow and more blush then RuPaul.
He tells her she did a marvelous job and helps her blot.
He’s pretty amazing.