Dear Daughters - Finding A Perfect Man - Dear Sons - Why You Can Never Be One

Yesterday my husband Pete forgot about my strict baptist upbringing and thought he would try a little role playing with me. He walked into the kitchen, swaggering in a singlet and shorts and said, 'G'day Lovvie, I'm Big Bob from Big Bobs massage palour for professional women.' He didn't get the response he wanted, I reached for my favourite tea pot, laughed and said, 'Nah thats never gonna work on me.' He walked out and a few minutes was back, 'G'day Love,' he said, 'Mick the plumber here to fix your ah plumbing.' 'Nope - not working,' I said and kept pouring the hot water onto my darjeeling leaves. 'Ahh,' he sighed, 'what do you want then?' 'Try - Hi I'm Aiden, I have a PHD in Women's Rights, I'm super kind and sensitive but also really witty and I work out and I can mend fences, do electrical work and any other tradie jobs you need doing. Got any housework or handiman work I can do for you,' I said. 'Wow you don't want much in a man hey?' he asked. SPECIAL NOTE: To all the men who keep writing me hate mail about this post - STOP! This post is NOT about men. It's about women and the sometimes ridiculous expectations we have of what men can be (mainly instilled in us as little girls by disney movies and alpha men in hollywood movies). Like wise men often have ridiculous expectations of women -  and if we aren't gorgeous and slim and under 35 we simply don't exist. And for the record my husband is not slim, nor handy with any tools, he can't do electrical work, or fencing and he doesn't have a PHD but he does have a really kind heart, he knows when I want protection (because he is physically bigger than me) and he respects my abilities and encourages me to achieve all I want to achieve in life as I hope I do for him.