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I'm a fan of babywearing and while my husband doesn't do it
as often as I do, he's no stranger to it—he's cooked dinner with our son
strapped to his back, gone putt-putt golfing with a baby on his chest, and I'm
pretty sure his nightly trip up the stairs carrying all four of our kids counts
as super-babywearing status.
But one thing I can definitely say he hasn't done while
babywearing is catch a foul ball at a professional baseball game like this
Mike Capko, 30, took his wife, Alyssa to a Phillies baseball
game for Mother's Day this weekend, but he just happened to steal
the show from his wife on her special day. (Sigh. Men.)
When a foul ball flew through the stands, Capko stood up and
casually caught it one-handed while his 7-month-old son remained firmly
(and safely) strapped into the baby carrier on his dad's chest.
Capko didn't even look phased by the catch, but all of my maternal
alarms were blaring at high intensity when I watched the video. What if the baby had been hit? Why is he
forward-facing? What if no one had been paying attention? This was such a close
Unlike my second-hand freakout, Capko's wife didn't appear
worried but just smiled happily as her husband flexed and preened for the
cheering audience. The couple's son, too, was totally nonchalant about the
whole thing, never even losing his grip on the pacifier in his mouth. As for
the thought that maybe he should have gotten out of the way for the fly ball
instead of going for it? Nah. Ducking is for parenting measurers. The dad
admitted it never even occurred to him.
was a natural reaction," Capko told
ESPN. "It was great, great."
balls, taking babies to a baseball game, dads who are babywearing—I'd say
this a couple ready to tackle parenthood together. Although they may want to
stock up on some Band-Aids for that kid or something.
All's well that ends well, I suppose, but I can't decide if
this is proof that babywearing dads rule or definite proof that I will never
let my husband wear our baby at a baseball game.