I hesitated to make this comic because I thought it might come across too "Mary Sue." But the punchline made me chuckle, so I went with it. It does surprise me, however, that there are a lot of "hands off" dads out there.

I certainly don't think I'm the greatest father who ever existed, but I've vowed never to be one of those guys who relies on his wife to do all the childcare. My wife does the lion's share of the work as it concerns our son; it's just kinda worked out that way. The boy favors his mom most of the time, so I spend a lot of time running around at my wife's beck and call.

Run upstairs and grab some diapers. Dig through the diaper bag to find some wipes. Go back upstairs to get the baby thermometer. Go to the kitchen and pour some more organic milk into his bottle. I then bring these objects to my wife so she can implement them on the child.

This system of teamwork has worked well for me because I now know where everything is. Not only that, but I know where the prime hiding places are. Baby thermometer not upstairs in the closet? Check by Kari's side of the bed. Still can't find it? Check inside the ottomans in the living room. BINGO!

Knowing where stuff is is half the battle. So when Kari is gone for the evening, it's really no sweat. I don't have to text her every five minutes asking her where stuff is located. She can enjoy her time away, and I can enjoy my time with the boy. It's pretty rad.

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Are you a dad? What tips do you have for other dads who love fatherhood?