Weebles wobble but don't... rats. So much for that theory.
But really, that's not entirely true. I do see some of my parenting faults. The video above is proof.
Here's why. When filming that video, I watched Nieve list dangerously to the side - a 'good father' would have dropped the camera and lunged in a heroic attempt to save his principessa from the impact with the ground. Note no lunge from me, not even a wobble in the film.
A 'good father' would have at least issued a panicked cry, trying to warn his little buttercup that she was close to the edge of her chair and about to fall. Not a trace of panic can be heard in my voice - only a monotone narration of, "whoah... dunk."
Yes, "dunk." The sound of sweet Nieve's face-plant into the muddy grass.
What's even worse - when I watch that video, I laugh. I do. I cannot explain it - I do not wish harm on anyone, especially my little girl, but yet I chuckle when she falls. Yes, I'm terrible, I'm cruel, I know.
So that's the kind of father I am. Poor Ronan and Nieve. I hope the addage "what doesn't kill you only makes you stronger" is true... I'd hate to think their suffering will result in no benefit. I have a feeling, though, that if they watch the video, they will chuckle too. Well, at least Ronan did.