I put my foot in my mouth again. This time I was at a homeschool event and found myself chatting with a nearby mom I’d never met before. At some point she said to me, “It’s very nice to see a dad doing all the teaching. So many fathers don’t have the patience to do that.” I answered back with the obvious, “Very true. I know way too many dads who don’t have the patience to spend any time with their kids.” And then I just kept droning on and on, which inevitably leads to me saying something unintentionally stupid. “In fact, a lot of dads I know see their kids quite infrequently. It’s so sad. I just don’t understand why a father would allow himself to slowly become a stranger to his children. It’s tragic, these ‘stranger dads’ who spend maybe one day a week around their kids, if that. Work can’t be more important than family.” Blah freakin’ blah, that’s me/Idaho Dad, A Family Runs Through It. More here.

Question: When did you last put your foot in your mouth?