Super (Tired) Dad

Incredible.

They’ve all been quite hard to raise, to be honest. 

But probably the hardest? I guess I’d have to say....probably Jack-Jack? Because we could never really tell what he was up to.

“Sorry! I just wanted to tell you, well..” Michael cleared his throat, lowering his voice. “You’ve got something stuck to the bottom of your shoe,” he said, while trying to discreetly point towards the other’s feet.

“What? Really?” Bob spluttered, as he immediately bent down to check his shoe. And sure enough, there was a piece of paper stuck to the bottom of it. And upon closer inspection, it looked like... “Well, would you look at that... It’s my grocery list,” he said, chuckling. Looking back at the kid, he added, “Thanks, kiddo.”

Oh, wow. I remember that day. It was a great day. I attended a charity gig earlier that day, and I also helped a kid get their cat off a tree... But, oh yeah! The wedding!

Yeah, well, I guess you could say that I was a bit nervous. Considering that I was late. To my own wedding. Oh boy, you should have seen Helen as soon as I entered the church! And technically, I was walking down the aisle, not her. Because I missed that part. But everything turned out alright, as you can see.

Ha. You think you can get me to choose between them? I don’t want any bloodshed. And frankly, they’re ALL my favorite.

Helen - incredible

Violet - precious

Dash - wild

Jack-Jack - challenging

Sugar is both your friend and your enemy.

Cherish all the moments you have on your own, or with your wife. Because you’ll be dealing with 20 or more years of your kids everyday.

Kids may look like angels when they’re asleep, but they’re cunning little devils once they’re awake. NEVER underestimate them and their pouts.

That’s already three, right?

“I don’t hate it, I guess, but I’m not a fan of it either,” Peach replied, her indecisive nature starting to show a bit. “I think the filter just creeped me out more than anything — I don’t blame people for being entertained by it, though. It does kill the boredom.”

“Well, some can be creepy,” he nodded in agreement. “And for people who get easily bored, like me, they_ are_ fun. But perhaps not too much. Like you said, too much of it can get very, very creepy.”

—- oliver gave mr. parr a bright smile. “no worries mr. parr! the filters are pretty fun. i usually use the dog one if i’m going to be honest. hey, you wanna add me?” oliver asked, handing his phone to the man.

Bob’s brow wrinkled in confusion. “Add me? To what?” he asked, clearly clueless about the whole thing.

He recognizes the car in the parking lot, having seen it too much for his liking.  Shang’s lips thin and he finds himself walking over before he can even fully debate it.

“Mr. Parr,” He replies, once he’s there and sure enough, Bob Parr is there.  Cheeky grin and all, and the bells in Shang’s head ringing away in suspicion.  The man…isn’t a criminal, or, he doesn’t have a criminal record per say.  In fact, from what people tell him, Bob is a great man and father to three kids.  And yet, Shang can’t help the feeling rising up when he sees the man everywhere.  Every time the police are called to a scene, Bob seems to be there, sometimes even before them.  And now?  Being in an empty parking lot?  Shang can’t really hide his look of doubt.  “…Are you alright, sir?  Is your car acting up?”

Bob kept the smile on his face as he turned to the young man and aswered his query. “Yeah, I’m actually quite alright,” he said. “Just...cooling off for a bit. You know, trying to take a few minutes off away from home and the kids and all that,” he added, hoping that the lie would stick. Because really, technically, it was true. Getting out of the house and carefully shadowing the local police force was something akin of a hobby to him. Something to keep his mind of the stress and problems of being a stay-at-home dad. He needed some excitement in his life -- like when he was still younger. He missed the good ole days, and this is the only way he knew how to relive those.

Jack-Jack could tell that his statement upset his dad, but perhaps that was the original intention. Although, he wasn’t able to rile his dad enough to a decision, they got the next best thing. “Oh, word?” Jack-Jack perked up and jumped to their feet, ready to grab the keys and bounce. “That works, I’ll grab the keys, see you in a few, papi!”

Bob’s eyebrow shot up as soon as Jack-Jack immediately took his offer. When his son stood up, Bob stood up as well, grabbing his son’s arm. “Whoa, whoa there, kiddo. Where do you think you’re going?” he asked. “Before I would even let you touch my keys, let alone my car, you have to answer some questions. Where are you planning on going on my car? Who’s going with you? Who are you meeting anyway? Also, how many people will be with you? Can you assure me with all your body and soul that not a single scratch will be on my car by the time you get home? Also, you need to get home by 10,” he rambled.