as a child growing up?
I adored my Dad. He worked about 12 hours a day though, so was rarely about. My Mum did the drudgery I suppose.
But when young, I'd call for my Dad in the middle of the night if I was scared or had a bad dream. He was kind and gentle. My mother would have whacked me and told me to go to sleep lol
I tend to oddly have a skewed view on the role of Dad's though. In that, my childhood experience isn't borne out in my view of the significance of Dad's in a child's life. I would view my significance to be greater to my child, than her Dad's. Confused yet?
Just wondering what was it like for the rest of you?