Why the Pram Is Basically a Star ship
We don’t talk enough about how parenting gear is basically sci-fi kit. That pram you’re pushing? It’s a Starfleet-worthy cruiser. The baby monitor? Interstellar surveillance. Snacks hidden in every pocket? You’re basically smuggling supplies through a galactic outpost.
This week, I’m sharing the cosmic crossover between day-to-day parenting and intergalactic exploration—because honestly, they feel the same sometimes.
🚀 Starship Dad: Field Manual
– Navigation Issues: You will hit every raised paving slab. The Force is not strong in aisle width design.
– Fuel Check: Snacks are energy units. When depleted, tantrums initiate faster than hyperspace jumps.
– Co-Pilot Status: Your kid is not “along for the ride.” They are issuing demands, dropping cargo, and questioning your mission competence. Constantly.
đź›° Why It Matters:
Reframing the everyday into something extraordinary keeps me sane. When I call the changing bag “the tactical rig,” it feels more fun. When I view a walk to the shop as a recon mission, I’m less bored and more…invested.
🧡 Final Log:
Parenting isn’t about escaping into fantasy—it’s about seeing the story in the mess. And sometimes, that story involves a Jedi cape and raisins in your shoe.
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