When you were born into a new family, your father was mainly focused with the delightful children and how they were going to defeat or rather destroy the kids next door.

But when your mother was in labor and had you, father had chills up his spine and knowing well that your mother won't let him do other things but pay attention to you and raising a perfect baby.

And it wasn't all fun and games when you kept wailing, demanding food, and wanting to be held, but on this fateful day, father was taking care of you.

Father: "Well its just me and you."