Every boy dreams of growing up to be a superhero at some point. I was no different. Like many childhood dreams, though, it didn’t really pan out. I grew up, got a job, got married and completely forgot about becoming a superhero. Except when I become a dad. To my son, I’m the biggest, strongest, smartest man in the world. I’m already superhero! All I have to do now is not screw up and I’ll be all set.

I believe that if I am even half the man my son believes me to be, that I would be a great dad—a Super Dad even. I believe being a Super Dad is an ongoing project, and it’s one I’m sure I am not alone in pursuing.

So what’s with this blog?

My wife and I are among the first of our friends to have a baby, and people who don’t have kids can never understand the drive parents have to go on and on about their kids–I know because I was one of them not too long ago. It doesn’t matter how great your single friend Bob is at listening to pointless stories about pizza or car alarms–his eyes glaze over when you start talking about your kids. Having a baby changes everything–and more than anything it changes what you find interesting. Project Super Dad is the place where I share ideas and experiences with other Super Dads in training, without the guilt of boring anyone.

More than anything, though, Project Super Dad is for my son, Jack. When he gets older and wonders what his old man was like when he was a baby, maybe he’ll stumble across this blog and find out.