Wednesday, November 2nd, 2011
As I’ve mentioned in previous posts, it’s a fact that dads are now more involved in their kids’ lives than any past generation we know of before us. Therefore, this change in culture effects buying trends and consumer demands. So it’s no surprise that the mini-van is being fazed out, as the “crossover SUV” is taking its place. Accordingly, dads are showing a greater presence in the carpooling lane.
That means something to automakers like General Motors; so much so, that a couple of weeks ago they flew me up to their Detroit headquarters to show me, along with several other “daddy bloggers,” how their Traverse is designed- with dads in mind.
By the end of our 22 hour visit, I thought to myself: “Wow, we are being treated as a valuable demographic here, not a classic stereotype…”.
Zach Rosenberg, co-creator of 8BitDad, said it in a way that made me jealous I didn’t think of it first:
“As the dads, we’re expected to be meat-heads, muscle car enthusiasts, and wallets.”
He’s right. Even at best, typically today when dads are portrayed in commercials for household products (advertisements which are typically geared towards women), men are shown making messes, getting lost, and ultimately being put into place by their thin, intelligent wife who saves them from their buffoonery.
Though it was one of my favorite sitcoms growing up, Tim Allen’s Home Improvement capitalized on this concept. I feel like there remains a subconscious backlash from sitcoms like that which says all men care about are sports, light beer, sex, and cars with big motors.
While I recognize that as a valid stereotype in American history, I am overly aware that I represent a completely different demographic of men.
Obviously, this new and relevant demographic holds a lot of weight, because I later found out that we daddy bloggers (who I assume most easilty represent the “active dad” group) were the only targeted group that GM invited to Detroit to show the designing of the Traverse to.
I’m not rich, famous or hugely influential; but General Motors made me personally feel important, desired, and valuable. Evidently, I serve as a relevant symbol of the modern American dad, who may or not even make as much money as his wife and who has learned to adopt certain roles as a parent that would have previously gone to his wife.
In my next post, I’m going to take you behind the doors of General Motors; showing you some of the cool ways they design and test out the Traverse.
But not because they pressured me in any way; I didn’t at all feel like I was being coerced into buying a time share in Florida or forcefully invited to join a pyramid scheme selling trendy diet pills.
Instead, they were real people who treated me like a real person. They even specifically gave me their blessing to include anything negative in my upcoming blog posts, but not to feel like I had to write about the visit at all.
Wow; an invitation to be vulnerably honest. How weird.
I represent the demographic of American dads who actually contribute the bettering of the American family and who actually has buying power when it comes to the family crossover SUV; not the idiot you see on TV who forgets his wife’s birthday.
GM understands that about us dads. That’s pretty cool; to be part a relevant demographic, not a sexist stereotype.
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Tuesday, April 5th, 2011
Week 20 (4 months).
Fun Word of the Day-
Cockapoo: A cross breed dog, bred for the first time in the United States, by crossing an American Cocker Spaniel or English Cocker Spaniel and a poodle (in most cases the miniature poodle or toy poodle), or by breeding cockapoo to cockapoo. (Thanks Wikipedia!)
I have always been curious about the day Jack would finally meet his first dog. Up until this point, Jack has been introduced to several “dog like” creatures, including stuffed animal dolls of E.T. and Gizmo, but never an actual living canine. We spent the past weekend with some good friends in Nashville who happen to own the coolest dog I have ever met. Admittedly, I’m not a dog person.
But Max the Cockapoo is the equivalent of Falkor the Luck Dragon (that flying dog thing from The Neverending Story). And that is a very good thing. In fact, one of life’s biggest disappointments for me, as a kid in the ’80′s, was accepting the fact that there truly is no such thing as Luck Dragons. Max the Cockapoo doesn’t fly through the air, but he is one of the few dogs I have met who truly accepts me as I am and who doesn’t smell bad. He is one chillaxed dog. Therefore, he is totally my speed.
Naturally I had envisioned Jack and Max instantly becoming big buddies, since in essence, Max is the dog equivalent of Jack. I imagined Jack smiling real big whenever Max would walk up to him and I even expected Max and Jack to take naps together. But this bromance didn’t unfold that way, in reality. It’s not that they didn’t get along. It’s that Jack didn’t realize that Max was a living dog. Instead, I believe, Jack thought Max was the shag carpet rug he’s used to lying down on in our living room at home. To Jack, Max was simply a moving shag carpet rug.
But being the classy dog he is, Max didn’t take it personally. However, Max still did his dogly duty of looking after Jack. When Jack would cry, Max would rush over and sniff him. Of course, we humans fed and changed Jack’s diapers accordingly, but Max’s habit of sniffing Jack was his way of treating him like the youngest pup in the litter. Even when Jack pulled Max’s face fur, Max was cool about it.
It was by observing Jack and Max together that I taught myself that dogs don’t actually smell “bad things”. Instead, every smell is simply just another interesting smell. So the couple of times that Jack passed gas and Max hurried to come smell it, Max was simply getting a different form of a doggie treat. At least Jack could give Max that much. And it made great entertainment for us humans to watch.
For now, Max the Cockapoo is a white shag carpet in Jack’s eyes. But one day, Jack will understand the difference between humans, rugs, and dogs. And this inevitable friendship will occur. Jack will befriend the canine equivalent of himself and the two of them will be Joe Cool buddies, at last.
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Monday, March 28th, 2011
Week 18 (4 months).
It’s funny how despite the hundreds of pictures we have taken of Jack each month since he was born in November, there are hardly any that include him with my wife and I together; in other words, no family portraits. On top of the practicality issue, there’s also the fact that we are very particulate about our pictures not looking cheesy. The best photographer in the world is Joe Hendricks Photography, who did our “pregnancy pics” which are featured in virtually every episode of Season One of “dad from day one” (1-36). He also took the picture of Jack asleep on Thanksgiving Day, the one that you see featured at the top of this website as my banner. Joe Hendricks is always my first choice.
However, I will also give “mad props” (that’s my salute to the year 2003) to JC Penney. They have this program called “Portrait Perks” and it is definitely worth being a part of. My wife took Jack to get his pictures taken back in December for our Christmas cards/birth announcements and we were very pleased with the results. Then over this past weekend we went back to JC Penney to get our first professional family portraits taken and to use our soon-to-expire $50 store credit we earned from our “Portrait Perks” program. We were in and out in about an hour and 15 minutes, and after using our $50 credit, our bill was only $4.95.
Granted, we only bought about five of the 30 shots and we don’t own the copyrights to the pictures, but still I can legally share them with you today if you click on the link at the very end of this entry. I should note that neither Joe Hendricks or JC Penney is paying me to say good things about them. It’s just that I’m a firm believer that when someone does something right, you should say something. Because sometimes it’s too easy to listen to negativity. I don’t want to add to the noise.
If you’ve been keeping up with the last two “special episodes” of ”dad from day one”, you know that Monday, March 27th is the long awaited for, miraculously conceived big day, when I start my new job. Thank God! Infinite times! For me, these family portraits I am sharing with you today represent the happy ending to nearly four dramatic months and the winter season, as well as the new beginning (symbolized by the color green) of our life here in Alabama. A life that, thanks to God’s miraculous providence and not some major coincidence, is feeling pretty good right about now.
Okay, click here to see the pictures I’m referring to.
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