I’ve received compliments both in my personal and professional life, but lately I’ve been getting more and more about being a ‘great dad.’ Do I truly believe that I am a ‘great dad’? Absolutely not. I have way more fears and imperfections in my style than I’d ever care to express. I worry every day that I won’t do a good enough job raising Austin to be a better man than I, someone with higher aspirations than even I have.

This isn’t to belittle the compliments received, but the jury is still out about whether or not I’m a great dad. Do I think I’m a good dad? Yes. But I also don’t think it is too hard to be a good dad. Doing the stuff that every dad should do doesn’t deserve its own praise. You’re supposed to do provide for your children, lead them in a respectable manner and generally mold them into decent human beings.

My boy is a very good boy, a well-manned child that doesn’t need a lot of ‘work’ to take care of. Does that make me a great dad? Maybe it does, but you don’t have to tell me that.