Back when the kids were little (worked from home) I would take the kids out to the park or a hiking trail or something most days to get outside and give my wife a break.
Whenever other people would comment about me “babysitting” I would say “Babysitting? They’re my kids. I’m being a dad.”
I was a single father for a lot of the ‘80s and all of the ‘90s. I would take my son to the park and inevitably another young boy would sees us together and want to hang around with us. There were no other men in the park and I knew that the poor boy was longing for a male adult figure to bond with. Heartbreaking.