Not a bro Dad

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:On Christmas Day we wanted to drive around looking at Christmas lights. We hit up a new suburb (built in last 2 years), and one that often is touted as being really hip, lots of foodie restaurants, expensive (three years ago, we actually rented there for a temporary housing situation, but couldn’t afford buying there).

Because we left when it was still a bit light outside, we went to big neighborhood park to let the kids play. Waited for it to get darker.

A lot of normal parents that I chatted with. “Cute kids,” or “what’s his name. Oh that’s a nice name.” Easy chat that you have with parents as the kids play. .

Then, a few bro dads stepped outside. And stood awkwardly close to me and dh, without acknowledging us.
Bro dad 1: “hey, how’s your Christmas Day? Had to get outside?” Said in a Keanu Reeves kind of fake smoky voice. (I love Keanu)
Bro dad 2: also in smoky Keanu voice “yeah, had to get out. We’ve got like 30 people in there. There’s a ton a food though. Wanna grab some? Seriously we have every meat....” blah blah blah.

I noticed one bro-wife is also there. Not going to describe and objectify her, but I gotta say, she seems like the only type that bro dad was going to marry.

Bro dad 1 or 2: “yeah, we going to have a football game out back tonight. Head over.” To other bro’s wife: “you girls should head over too.” Blah blah blah

That’s all I heard because I moved away. Unlike other parents, there was no chat or eye contact from them. I saw them look me up and down a bit. I notice it every time with the bros. And yep, i wasn’t one they wanted to converse with. Nor was my dh who is ‘average dad.’ (But sometimes calls our boys Buddy.)

Remember it’s in the voice. It’s in the polos. A certain type of polo. It’s in the won’t-talk-to-you-for-a-second-ness.

Peace out.

Also I don’t care. Except the memory stands out to me because:
-Christmas Day stood out to me in memory
-dh and I were like “duly noted, I no longer strive to live there and im fine with our down to earth / immigrant / awesome neighbors.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:My DH is a bro dad...AMA.

Basic Run down:
-coaches all of my boys sports
-still plays adult sports
-was a D1 athlete and had a short 2yr professional career
-calls our boys buddy for sure


Fire away!

Do you have girls? What does he call your girls?

Yes, one and it is Mitt hjarta...(he Speaks Swedish, was raised by Swedish parents), basically My heart.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:My DH is a bro dad...AMA.

Basic Run down:
-coaches all of my boys sports
-still plays adult sports
-was a D1 athlete and had a short 2yr professional career
-calls our boys buddy for sure


Fire away!

Does he have calf tattoos and does he drive a jacked up Truck?

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:My DH is a bro dad...AMA.

Basic Run down:
-coaches all of my boys sports
-still plays adult sports
-was a D1 athlete and had a short 2yr professional career
-calls our boys buddy for sure


Fire away!

Does he have calf tattoos and does he drive a jacked up Truck?

No tatoos at all.
No jacked up truck, he usually has our kids, plus 3 other kids, plus a ton of sports gear so a 3rd row is necessary, he drives an Expedition. He is also a big guy, at 6'6". Good head and leg room is a must since he is always driving around.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:PP here. I knew a lot of people on the Water Polo team in high school in SoCal. Most of them became Bro Dads.

Water polo is to Southern California, as lacrosse is to the mid-Atlantic. Both are filled with hyper-involved former athlete Bro Dads who want glory for their kid and are willing to spend big money on private camps and travel teams.

At least water polo is an Olympic sport.

[Anonymous]

So after 18 pages of snark and petty jealousies, I’ve concluded a “Bro-Dad” is basically a nice, fun, fit husband and a good, involved Dad.


I can see why the typical beta-cuck DCUM Dad’s are threatened, lol!

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:So after 18 pages of snark and petty jealousies, I’ve concluded a “Bro-Dad” is basically a nice, fun, fit husband and a good, involved Dad.


I can see why the typical beta-cuck DCUM Dad’s are threatened, lol!

Look out boys, the Trumper has arrived 😂

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:So after 18 pages of snark and petty jealousies, I’ve concluded a “Bro-Dad” is basically a nice, fun, fit husband and a good, involved Dad.


I can see why the typical beta-cuck DCUM Dad’s are threatened, lol!

Look out boys, the Trumper has arrived 😂

Bro Dad: "Look, I don't like what he says and I wish he would get off Twitter, but I really like his economic policies."

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:So after 18 pages of snark and petty jealousies, I’ve concluded a “Bro-Dad” is basically a nice, fun, fit husband and a good, involved Dad.


I can see why the typical beta-cuck DCUM Dad’s are threatened, lol!

Look out boys, the Trumper has arrived 😂

Bro Dad: "Look, I don't like what he says and I wish he would get off Twitter, but I really like his economic policies."

Lol

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I'm from Southern California (Orange County area) and there's definitely a type of Bro Dad here. Basically, they dress like high school surfer boys but they are in their late 30s and have two kids.

Typical SoCal Bro Dad:
-Drives a lifted 4x4 pick-up truck with a Monster Energy sticker on the back window, blasting Sublime or System of a Down
-Always sporting a Hurley baseball cap with a flat rim
-A plaid Billabong button up shirt and dark colored pants are what he wears to "dress up" for holiday cards
-Vans sneakers
-Owns a few pairs of Dickies shorts
-"Vacations" consist of going to Glamis for off-roading, camping at Pismo Beach, or heading to Big Bear to snowboard on 6 inches of man-made snow in the freestyle park
-Constantly b#tches about "how crowded SoCal has become" and un-ironically throws out a bit of casual racism by blaming "the Mexicans"

I've yet to find similar Bro Dads anywhere else in the U.S. It's a bizarre combination of privilege, Peter Pan syndrome, being culturally stuck in the late 1990s.

I wrote this post.

Since then, we had a little baby boy. I've completely adopted the Bro Dad lifestyle. We actually spent most of the spring in SoCal staying with my parents near the beach; it was an amazing place to take your kid. My little buddy ran on the beach path everyday, played in the sand, enjoyed watching the surfers and kiteboarders. We went to local playground daily and interacted with other Bro Dads, Cool Moms, and "little dudes." The hardest part of remote working was trying to keep East Coast hours....530am calls really suck.

Take me out of humid DC and back to SoCal immediately. Our lifestyle was so much healthier and my kid even got a base tan. I went weeks without wearing shoes. I've seen the light and it is glorious.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:

Anonymous wrote:I'm a woman and I call my toddler DS Buddy sometimes, along with Nugget, Tiny, Lovebug, Munchkin, Sweetheart, Baby, Bunny, and his actual name and variations thereon, and probably a bunch of other names I'm forgetting. I am definitely not a bro. What's up with the antipathy to buddy, out of curiosity?

Get back to us when he’s 13.

I’m not the PP, but I am a 51 year old woman who sometimes calls her 17 year old son “buddy”. I don’t get the correlation between “buddy” and “bro dad”. I’m not as asshole, either.

[Anonymous]

What man uses the phrase “just sayin’?

You sound like a red neck trashy teenage girl using that expression.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:I’m from Greenwich, CT and now live in Chevy Chase. This thread is fascinating since I’m pretty sure I have never met a Bro Dad.

Omg. Seriously? Almost every hedge fund manager/wall streeter that commute in and out of NYC and live in Greenwich are complete bro dads. Lacrosse and squash.

You are FOS. Signed, someone else from Greenwich

[Anonymous]

Lol that the insecure OP thought discussing Brooks Brothers was a way of showing intellectual curiosity.

[Anonymous]

Anonymous wrote:So after 18 pages of snark and petty jealousies, I’ve concluded a “Bro-Dad” is basically a nice, fun, fit husband and a good, involved Dad.


I can see why the typical beta-cuck DCUM Dad’s are threatened, lol!

My neighborhood in Fairfax County is full of bro dads. My DH is one, his 4x4 isn’t lifted but he can barely fit it in the parking garage when he has to drive into the office downtown. He’s big into football, craft beer, having the nicest backyard, fishing, skiing, boats, wakeboarding. He loves golf but had to give it up after we had kids because it’s way too time consuming. Most bro dads are friendly, so i don’t understand why everyone is so snarky towards them.