Co-Ed Sleepovers Are Nothing to Fear

Old school sleepover crew

This has been in my drafts since 2022. Wild stuff. 

My oldest is now 10. Last year, or maybe it was two years ago, he went to a sleepover birthday party, as kids do. At the time, I didn't think anything of the fact that it was a co-ed invite list. I think my oldest son may have been the only boy invited, I'm not sure because I didn't care enough to examine who was there when I dropped off or picked up. After the party ended, I forgot it had even happened. A few months ago, I was at another party where the topic of "that party with the boy sleeping over" came up. The parents I talked to were sagely nodding to each other, relieved that one girl just went for the movie and didn’t sleep over. According to the group wisdom, her parents had done well. "Uh, yeah." I said, "That one boy there was my son."

I was surprised that a co-ed sleepover became a low-key elementary school scandal. I didn’t think it would be a topic of conversation for parents whose kids weren’t there. I honestly don't see the risk in having elementary school aged children hang out overnight. I can sort of imagine what parents might be worried about, but really? What do you think is going to happen? They’re 8- and 9 year-olds and there are parents actively hosting the party. Nothing is going to happen. Especially in Berkeley, where almost all of these kids have all been socialized to have friends of both genders. My 10y/o isn’t even thinking about crushes yet, let alone anything physical.

I was surprised at how surprised these parents were when I told them my mom let me have co-ed slumber parties in high school. My town is supposedly liberal and woke. The socialization of seeing girls as viable friends and not just as potential hook ups is why my mom, and the parents of my friends, didn’t care about our sleepovers. They knew we were friends. I’m still friends with all of them today. If we're trying to create a world where men see and treat women as equals and peers rather than only as objects of desire, we need to drop the taboos and sexualization that we put on them that they themselves don't feel. We need to let them be friends.

There's more though. All your fears about co-ed sleepovers assume your kids are straight.

Whatever you're worried about kids doing at slumber parties doesn't magically disappear for LGBTQ kids. Every parent I know at our school would be fine if their kids were gay, but I wonder what that would mean for them and their views on slumber parties. It seems like an unexamined aspect of parenting LGBTQ kids. A lot of kids know their orientation at an early age. I think that may be even more so now, and here where I live, because we're not afraid to talk about or acknowledge the existence and validity of same sex relationships. So if your eight-year-old son tells you he's gay, what do you do about slumber parties? Maybe you're thinking you'd just send him to parties with girls. Or just with straight boys. Is that really a rational approach? Should you approach things any differently than you would with your cis-het son? No. The fact is, you should trust your children to be children. And if you don't, maybe it's time to examine how you've parented them. Have you contributed to over sexualizing your children in ways that you're not aware of?

These guys just want to hang out

My other question is this: if people are worried about co-ed sleepovers at this age, where does my transgender child fit? Only allowed with the gender they were assigned at birth, or with their gender identity? What if the child is gender fluid? No sleepovers at all? What’s up? At this point, my middle son's orientation is an open question. As I type that last sentence, I realize that this could be said of all three of my children, but I'll focus on my trans son for now. I ask you, with whom is he allowed to sleep over? My hope is that the answer is, wherever he's invited. And I hope those invitations come from friends of every gender.

The bottom line is that we need to examine our own filters and realize that our fears for our children don't always align with reality. My ten-year-old son isn't a predator, and your ten-year-old daughter isn't a harlot. She didn't invite him over the way you invite your co-worker over after happy hour. Or maybe, it's exactly the way you invite your co-worker over, with zero intent at a romantic encounter, because you're friends and you both know that and don't want anything else. My eight-year-old doesn't have internet access and he's not yet steeped in hookup culture. If he's hanging out with your son or daughter, he just wants to play make believe or maybe Candy Land. Kids are innocent, even when we invade that with our own fears or misguided jokes about their relationships with people of other genders. But if you're really parenting your kids, you should be able to trust them to hang out with friends no matter how they identify.

What DTF St. Louis Gets Wrong

I wasn't planning on watching DTF St. Louis on HBO Max. I know what the acronym stands for and despite the cast, it just didn't seem like something that would interest me. My guess was a show about infidelity and/or dating after divorce and neither topic really entertains me. Then some podcaster I like, probably Lizzie Bassett from What Went Wrong, said it was well written and very well acted so I decided to give it a try (she's right on both counts).

But as usual, that's not what I'm here to talk about. Nope, I want to talk about how this show escaped my attention on two fronts: One of the main characters is an ASL interpreter. Another one is a youth baseball umpire. Both of them are terrible (but potentially realistic) representations of these two occupations. How do I know? I am an ASL interpreter and a youth sports official. (Caveat: I don't umpire baseball yet, but I have an application in with the city.) Not only that, but I was the chair of an interpreter training program and I have been a coordinator and educator for rugby referees. I know ball.

So, what does DTF St. Louis get wrong about this? Let's take a look.

Interpreting

On the show, Floyd Smernitch (David Harbour) is a down-on-his-luck former printer toner salesman who stumbles across an ASL class on his way to a job interview. He realizes that he has found his calling but instead of enrolling in the class, he picks up a pamphlet and starts teaching himself ASL on the train ride hime from Chicago to St. Louis. We don't know how Floyd ends up as an interpreter, let alone on TV. At one point he says he's been signing for about a year. Later, it's implied that he came across the ASL class several years prior to the start of the show. 

What we do know is that Floyd is not a fluent user of ASL. His signing is stilted and lacks the use of cohesive signs that show relationships between propositions. It's possible he could have picked up that level of fluency in about a year, but unlikely without a class or knowing any Deaf people. If he's still that bad after several years, that would be surprising unless, again, he's learning on his own. If that's the case, it's no wonder he can't make ends meet, because he must not be getting much work outside of occasional gigs with the TV station and an odd concert.

While there are some crappy interpreters who find work, it's alarming that Floyd would get such high profile gigs. Especially for his first job to be on TV when we know there are plenty of qualified interpreters in St. Louis. The other thing is that Missouri has certification and licensure laws for practicing interpreters, which my MO based interpreter friends say Floyd would not pass at the skill level he shows. So there's basically no way this character could exist like this in St. Louis.

Floyd is a poor representation of interpreting as a field and it's sad that many people will watch the show and get the idea that this is what we do and who we are. On the other hand, there really are interpreters like Floyd out there doing a disservice to Deaf people around the country. We've seen real life terrible interpreters show up on TV during extreme weather events. So while the show got a lot wrong, it does show an aspect of the interpreting world that is sort of accurate. Just not in St. Louis.

Umpiring

I admit, I have less experience on this one than I do as an interpreter. I have been a manager of youth rugby referees. I play in a rec softball league that has umpires. The show inspired me to apply for a job with our city's parks and rec to become an umpire. Carol knows nothing about baseball and says they gave her a rulebook when she was hired but indicates that was the extent of her training. I know how hard it is to recruit people to officiate youth sports, but Twyla must be super desperate. For most sports leagues, officials need to have some kind of certification. This is especially true now when abuse of athletes is a very public concern. The website for the fictional city of Twyla where the show is set requires umpires to take a certification course, and lists Carol as a certified umpire. She also says she earns $85/game. I guess that's possible. Youth rugby refs in my area earn $75/game. However, the city of Twyla's website offers a high of $38/game. In my hometown, sports officials for all games earn between $22-$37/hour. While the money thing isn't super important, it is very unlikely carol would be hired as an umpire without some kind of training. The show's depiction of her side gig is odd and a little annoying.

So there it is. Is any of it important? No. Does anyone care? Probably not. Did I enjoy the show in general? Absolutely. Give it a watch if you can get someone's login.

Updates and New Writing

 Hello,

It's been a while. It's been three years to be exact. Kind of hard to believe. A lot has happened in three years, and I haven't written about any of it. The truth is, I had basically stopped writing here in the summer of 2022. At that time, my kids were getting older and I reached that stage that many of us parent bloggers reach wen it becomes uncomfortable to write about kids who have increasing agency. When Lou's friends started to find my writing, I knew it was time to take a step back. 

I also really, really needed to finish my dissertation. I always knew that blogging was a way for me to avoid my research, while telling myself I was still writing something. Also, the immediate rewards for bogging were much more fun than the ultra delayed gratification of the dissertation. Still, I felt more urgency when my third advisor suddenly quit teaching without explanation. So I set this blog aside and spent the next year fully focused on graduating; which I did. With honors. It was a big moment for my family. That was 2024. 

Between then and now, I have wanted to start writing again. I just didn't know what I had to say. I could go back to writing personal essays like I did before I had kids. I could even write about the kids again. I had ideas but nothing ever got me inspired enough to crack open the computer. Then I received an email from our local minor league baseball team, the Oakland Ballers. They were frustrated by the lack of coverage they were getting from local media outlets so they were announcing a partnership with a blog that had been writing about the team for their first two years of existence. The site, Dispatches from Raimondi, is run by Joe Horton, a writing teacher who works at Cal and U.C. Davis. Until this winter, Joe had been pretty much the only one writing for what was his personal blog. The email said that if anyone was interested in cover the Ballers for Dispatches, they should send in an email. So that's what I did.

I knew Joe a little bit as a fellow Ballers fan and I had read some of his posts on Dispatches. He welcomed me to the staff and I started pitching stories. Most of what I'm writing for the site are features and profiles of people associated with the team. They aren't totally sports stories. I like to think of them as human interest stories with a sports backdrop. I'm having a great time with this project. So if you enjoyed my work here, I hope you'll hop on over to Dispatches and check out what I'm doing now. I'll link directly to my articles below.

Thanks,

-Berto

Profile of Berkeley High School grad and Ballers right fielder, Esai Santos

The making of the first known flyover in Pioneer League history

A recap of the totally fan organized Oakland Fans Fest

Profile of Berkeley High grad, former SF Giants executive and new Ballers team president, Yeshayah Goldfarb

Ruminations on Opening Day

#40for40Race 2023

Ugh. It's fully embarrassing that I haven't written anything in a full year. It's been a hell of a year though. Since last July, I have been promoted at work and made significant progress on my dissertation. So I've been writing, just not publicly. T was on Jeopardy! She didn't win, so we're not rich. But I'm not really here to talk about any of that. I'm here to announce the 40 for 40 Race for The 2023! 

I am super excited that Greg, Doug and Lauren (aka the Brothers in Booze Team) are back to support the cause. They were so instrumental last year in getting the word out and hosting the stream. This year, we're all back and hoping to build on last year's awesomeness. 

So, what's the 40 for 40 Race for The? It all started with a writer named John Finkle tweeting that it would be fun to see 40 year old dads compete in a 40 yard dash. I agreed and since I love weird running gimmicks, I decided to do it. I chose my mom's birthday as the date for the race because it felt right to do this in her honor. The more I talked about it, the more I realized that it shouldn't just be dads or just parents or even just running. I didn't want anyone to be left out. So we expanded it women, non-binary folks, childless people and added additional categories. In order to include everyone we also had prizes for the silliest run and for the most creative locomotion. In other words, you don't need to run. Just propel yourself forward 40 yards by some means. 

Last years' live stream was a ton of fun. Surprisingly, I won, barely beating out the aforementioned Mr. Finkle. Together, we raised $1,300 that went out to eight charities chosen by the winning runners and those who donated. Which brings us to the grammar question.

What is called the 40 for 40 Race for The? The what? Exactly. The what is determined by the race winners. Runners placing 1-3 in the traditional race get to designate a portion of the pot to the charity of their choice. Winners of funniest or most creative runs get to choose charities also. Donors who pick the winning runners also get money donated to the charity of their choice. 

So that's the lowdown. This year's race will take place on Sunday, September 10th, 2023. We are recruiting runners and soliciting donations. Runners can be from anywhere in the world. What we'd like from you is to let us know what time you will be running if you will be live streaming your run or you can record your run to be broadcast during the stream. To register, fill out this Google Form: This is the link to the Google Form. To donate, please visit the Go Fund Me: This is the link to the Go Fund Me.

As racers register, I will update this page with their bios.

Thanks! I can't wait!

PROFILES:

Name: Roberto Santiago

Age: 46

Athletic Bonafides: Played DIII rugby for many years, currently referees rugby, once ran a very slow marathon, still has the same waist size as he did in high school. Winner of 2022 40 for 40 Race.

Charity: Whole Woman's Health (Texas abortion clinic moving to New Mexico)

Name: Jonathan Heisey-Grove (JHG)

Age: 51

Athletic Bonafides: Gym rat trying to reclaim my waistline from the ravages of beer and food, & 4x century ride finisher (I.e. avid bike rider)

Charity: Fathers Overcoming Adversity Fund (A fund to support fathers and families that have suffered from an unexpected physical injury that impairs the ability of fathers to care for their children. A fund of The National At-Home Dad Network)

Name: Mike Benton

Age: 65

Athletic Bonafides: 4th degree black belt in karate, hates running, but master of the long-distance walk

Charity: Camp Innabah and Retreat Center

Name: Joseph Fowler

Age: 47

Athletic Bonafides: Played college Football. Recently did a push-up. Owns running shoes.

Charity: RMHC (Ronald McDonald House Charities)

Name: Andy Kleiber

Age: 54

Athletic Bonafides: Bike as much as possible. Have run 2 marathons. Play ultimate 🥏 on occasion. Regular beer drinker

Charity: Ride 4 a Reason

Name: Kel Anders

Age: 44

Athletic Bonafides: For run day I will be 8 months pregnant as a gestational surrogate (my seventh and final pregnancy). Pretty slow runner even without the current hitchhiker situation, however I do think it could be an entertaining waddle.

Charity: Random Acts

Name: Doug "Dug" Zeigler

Age: 51

Athletic Bonafides: Played basketball in HS and DIII in college. Former house dancer

Charity: The Staff of Papa'aina & Pioneer Inn Lahaina

Name: Brandi Thomas

Age: 43

Athletic Bonafides: Ran a 10k in 3rd grade, can bench press 5 lbs., undefeated champ of "Most Tetherballs to the Face" at Saginaw Elementary, thinks cheese is mana from the gods, is lactose intolerant.

Charity: Club Everyone, Me and U

You can watch last year's stream below or by following this link: 40 for 40 Stream Link

The 40 for 40 Race for The

Hello, friends! I am writing to introduce you to my next hairbrained charity running event, the 40 for 40 Race for The. "The what," you may ask as you read my apparent nonsense. "The whatever you want." I answer in a way that provides little immediate clarity. Please bear with me just a little and I will explain.

You may recall that at the start of the pandemic, I set up and ran the Berto 77 at Home Marathon. The event was a success. I ran my first ever marathon entirely around my block and I raised $2,400 for my local foodbank. T and the kids also chose charities, gathered pledges and ran laps. Ryu ran 15 miles over the course of the day. It was fun and we helped our community. Now I'm back with another idea.

The 40 for 40 race for The

This time, I want to include as many of you as runners as I can. This event will take place on September 10th, 2022 at locations across the country. The idea is simple, runners 40 years of age or older will run a 40 yard dash. This run will be live streamed for an audience of how ever may people are interested in seeing 40-year-olds run. The top three finishers will have pledge money donated to the charity of their choice. They will also get a nifty medal. The whole thing will be hosted online and live-streamed by our friends Greg and Doug of Brothers in Booze.

Ok, where does the money come from? 

Great question! We have posted bios for each runner, below. Fans can pledge for the runner they think will win. This pledge is a donation to charity. However, I am working on securing some sort of prize or prize drawing for those who pick the winners. More on that to come. You can pledge on the Go Fund Me page. I will post runner bios here on the post as they come in.

What do I want from you?

Another great question. I'd like you to consider running, or pledging. I'd like you to follow me on twitter (@bertoinpublic) for updates. I'd like you to "Like" the 40 for 40 race for The page on Facebook. 

If you want to run, please DM me on Twitter, or post on the 40 for 40 Facebook page!

If you have any fun corporate connections, please contact me and let's talk about sponsorships. I'd really like to have some prizes donated for the winning pledgers.

All Set?

Please reach out if you have any questions or suggestions.

Runner Bios:

Check out these runners and pledge for ones you think can post the fastest 40 time.

Name: Roberto Santiago

Age: 45

Athletic Bonafides: Played DIII rugby for many years, currently referees rugby, once ran a very slow marathon, still has the same waist size as he did in high school.

Charity: Whole Woman's Health (Texas abortion clinic moving to New Mexico)

Name: Tenysa Santiago

Age: 40

Athletic Bonafides: Distance runner with a marathon and several half-marathons to her credit, once picked up a soccer ball during a match.

Charity: The Randleman Program

Name: Kel Anders

Age: 43

Athletic Bonafides: Recently ran away from a washing machine falling down steps and successfully avoided crushing. Frequently enjoys 1-1.5 miles daily running on what they fondly refer to as “goat trails”. Former 15K runner (before birth of kids #5 & #6). Excellent birth-giving sprinting skills with most rapid birth being 37 minutes start to finish (obviously this skillset will translate to this run). Very competitive and tenacious. But, you know, in a kind way.

Charity: Random Acts Inc.

Name: Shawn Cochrane

Age: 55 on race day

Athletic Bonafides: Marathon Runner. Boston Qualifier. XC Coach at Canyon Middle School. USATF Certified Level 1 Track & Field Coach. Runs with the Oakland Track Club

Charity: Castro Valley Sports Foundation

Name: Shanda Taber

Age: 40

Athletic Bonafides: Since late 2019 I've been trying to become a runner. I started out only being able to run a half mile to now doing 6-mile average runs. Better at distance than speed, but can move fast if needed. I ran real quick when I was being followed by a bear in Canada. I haven't done any marathons, but I've participated in a few virtual 5Ks and did a terrain race/ mud run before the pandemic. I also walk everywhere so am very used to being physically active. Before running I didn't do a lot of sports, but in my 20s I used to go mountain biking with a group of blind and visually impaired people. We would also go hiking and rock climbing. I'm good at a challenge. 

Charity: Trust Women (Abortion Rights Organization)

Name: Dolly Cummings

Age: 63

Athletic Bonafides: My one and only 5k when I was in my 20s ( we don't have to mention my time, do we?).

Charity: Camp Bayou Outdoor Learning Center, Ruskin, Fl (campbayou.org).

Name: Victor Aragon

Age: 47 

Athletic Bonafides: I have completed the Warrior Dash multiple times and ran over 6 Spartan Races. I have run multiple 5Ks and 10ks. I ran the Chicago Marathon 2x. I ran two St. Jude Memphis (Virtual) Half-Marathons.

Charity: St. Jude Children’s Hospital

Name: Jonathan Heisey-Grove (JHG)

Age: 50

Athletic Bonafides: Four time century ride cyclist who isn’t afraid of a little running!

Charity: National At-Home Dad Network

Name: Joseph Fowler

Age: 46

Athletic Bonafides: Played DIII football. Coached college football. Ran some 1/2 marathons. Currently does at least 1 push up a day, if the weather is clear.

Charity: Ronald McDonald House

Name: Doug Zeigler

Age: 50

Athletic Bonafides: Played basketball in HS and college. Have been drinking beer for 32 years. Shows how committed I am.

Charity: The Trevor Project

Name: Andy Kleiber

Age: 53

Athletic Bonafides: Ran a ton in 2021 - now mainly biking and Ultimate Disc

Charity: Urban Parks Clean Up

Mentored by My Trans Kids

     The other day someone referred to me as a trans-rights activist. I was struck by it because the label really doesn't fit. I can't be an activist, I don't do anything. Mostly, I'm an advocate for my kids. I write blog posts. I talk about them on podcasts. I tweet. A lot. I take little direct action other than signing petitions and voting. None of that makes me an activist. Being an activist means occasionally being a leader. I'm not a leader. I can't be a leader in the fight for transgender rights because I am not transgender. Leadership has to come from within. I'm not an activist, I'm an ally. Even then, my ally-ship starts with my kids and extends out from there. Being an ally, in the philosophy I follow, means being ready to do what is asked and amplifying the message chosen by the real leaders of the movement. It's being ready to respond when called upon to act, not to have a hand in deciding what those actions are. I do my best to listen to what transgender people say about themselves and to what they want me to say about them. Then I do my best to bring that message with me. That's what being an ally means to me.

    My kids on the other hand, are leaders. Not on a large scale, but they are leaders. Each has taken up advocating for expanded all gender bathrooms at their schools. Lou did it with a petition. Ryu brought the issue to us and helped us communicate with the administration. My kids are happy to talk to anyone who will listen about who they are and what they want from society. I look forward to watching what they accomplish as they get older and start to find their audiences and avenues for engagement. Most of all, right now my kids are leaders and mentors to me. I look to them for guidance on what trans kids want. I look to them when wondering what I should say about a given issue. I use other sources as well, but the kids are right there with me everyday. So I listen to them. 

    Something they don't know, at least not as well as I do, is how much they've been mentoring me through how they live. I've never questioned my gender. Not in any real sense since I was very young, but I do have a memory it and I sometimes wonder who I'd be if I'd grown up now instead of then. I'll relate an anecdote that won't capture the whole of that feeling, but it's the best I can do 40+ years later. When I was around three years old, I had a very strong desire to be a glamorous woman in a ball gown like Vanna White. I didn't feel like I was the wrong gender. It wasn't something I thought about most of the time. But in very quiet moments, when I was alone, I would think about becoming a glamorous lady. I had one of those tool bench play set with the big, chunky, plastic screws and bolts. I hid the multi-colored hardware behind my bed and after I was tucked in, I would put them on the ends of my fingers to pretend I had long painted nails. 

    I don't know how long I carried on with that. Thinking back as an adult, I can see that I only did these things when I was assuredly alone because I knew it wasn't acceptable. For the rest of my childhood, I wanted to express myself and engage in activities coded as feminine. In gymnastics, I wanted to do floor routines and the uneven bars. Not because they were for girls, but because they seemed the most fun. I didn't want to wear "girls" clothes, but I did want to accessorize and modify my clothes in ways that only girls were allowed to do. I liked wearing long socks up to my knees. I kept wishing I could paint my nails until about third grade. Still, I always felt comfortable as a cis male. I just didn't want to be the kind of cis male I was allowed to be.    

    

    I don't know exactly what my kids feel about their gender. All I have are the clues and artifacts they can express to me using something as imperfect as language. I wonder if what I felt then is at all similar to what they feel now. I wonder who I'd be if I were growing up now, in an environment where I could wear what I want, how I want and not be told, no. My kids are mentors to me. They have no fear expressing themselves through clothes, activities or words. Watching them has nudged me to accept and indulge in some of the things I've always wanted, but was too afraid try. It's still hard, but I sometimes paint my nails. I wear long socks up my knees just for the feel of it and because I like how my calves look. If I could still grow hair, I'd probably grow it out long and have all kinds of fun with it like I did in high school, when I could get away with it just being a punk-grunge, skater thing. 

So yeah, I'm not a trans-rights activist. I'm not leader. Very much the opposite. I'm a follower, and I'm letting my kids lead the way.

Review: 100 Questions for Dad

Apparently, Jeff Bogle's dad is the Fresh Prince of Bel Air. At least, that was my first thought when I read the first sentence of the introduction to his book, 100 Questions for Dad. "My dad would often talk about playing basketball on the streets of West Philadelphia," should be enough to send any 90s kid into the second stanza of the classic Will Smith theme song. The rest of the introduction will make you feel guilty for humming that tune, though. It's a short and touching story about wishing he'd had a better record of his dad's stories, the ones he'd heard growing up about his dad growing up. 

100 Questions for Dad is a guided journal, divided into five sections that aims to provide families with that record. The book starts with the premise that dads are super heroes, and this is a chance for them to record their origin stories. Each section asks the story teller prompts on different topics. From, The Early Years, to Love and Friendship, to Being a Dad, the journal asks fathers to do something they haven't traditionally done, "be as candid as possible and allow yourself the opportunity to be vulnerable."

The book is interspersed with quotes from authors and notable people, men and women, about their own fathers. Each prompt takes up one page and allows roughly twelve lines to write on. It's nice that the writer is encouraged to keep things succinct. If you pick one up, you won't feel overwhelmed, or struggle to fill a page. The goal is to encourage people to see the value of story telling, in digestible chunks that go deeper than the anecdotes dad tells in the car on long trips.

One of the striking things about the book is its undeclared but noticeable commitment to inclusion. Bogle said on his Dad 2.0 podcast that the book emphasizes, "the importance of father figures, the way I incorporated pronouns, it's for anyone who associates with being a father in any way and what that looks like in your life." The prompts are broad enough that no matter what your life experience or interests, you'll be able to answer every one. For example, Bogle, who has been a music reviewer among his many gigs, wanted to include a question about music. The publisher came back and asked about father figures who may be Deaf or hard of hearing or for whom music isn't otherwise an important part of their lives. Conversations like that led to an effort for the book to open up space for father figures who may use a variety of pronouns or encompass intersectional identities. The music question was changed to a more universal prompt about art in any medium. 

I'm personally excited to continue writing in 100 Questions for Dad and eventually leaving it for my kids to read. I look forward to sharing the stories with them as I write. I look forward to gifting a copy to the dads in my life. Heck, I'd even like to gift a copy to you. Yes, you. If you'd like to win copy of 100 Questions for Dad, just follow the Raffle instructions below. Then go tell your origin story!

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