When I marry, I’ll make sure my wife takes good care of the children. No, I’m not pushing away responsibilities to the other party, but I believe I’m a bad mother, and my wife should be able to do better.
I’ll have the responsibility of being the (hopefully the sole) breadwinner, and to either spoil the kid, or o be their idol. You may say I’m taking the “easy” part of the job, but believe me, being a parent is hard both ways, even harder if you’re doing both!
Why, you may ask. I believe that I’m probably a bad mother. In the event of a danger, my immediate instinctive respond may be to save myself, maybe the cute girl beside me, not the kid. Maybe men are like that. Just take a look at the man highlighted in this picture. I’m like that.