Dad mixed up his daughter with his wife and planted. Build a house, raise a son, plant a tree. Why is the law so harsh

A father who has been seen in a dream will remind you to take someone's wise advice and solve the problems that have arisen. If you do not obey your father, you will face great difficulties.

If you dreamed that your father died, do business more carefully, otherwise you will have a very difficult time.

A young woman who sees her dead father in a dream should be prepared for the fact that her lover is deceiving or will soon deceive her.

D. Loff wrote about the dreams in which we see the father: “The father is an interesting figure in dreams. He appears in a dream in various guises, causing conflicting feelings with his presence. As psychological studies show, how you feel about your father, how you perceive him, largely depends on the perception of beings of a higher order in which you believe.

As a result, dreams with the appearance of the father often refer to issues of power, presence and love. As a rule, strength and authority are concepts that are primarily associated with the father. The father is an all-knowing and all-seeing person, and discipline is only a consequence of the above qualities. It happens that a father appears in your life in an unusual way. Such dreams can make you feel that not everything in this world is well arranged.

The appearance of a father in a dream can symbolize warmth, strength, or, conversely, their absence in relation to other dream characters. In addition, a sick father usually dreams of some unresolved questions (What? Other elements of the dream will help answer this question.)

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Dream Interpretation - Father

Seeing him dying in a dream means that you will be ashamed of what you have done.

Seeing a deceased father is a sign of illness or inheritance. For lovers, such a dream portends news of treason.

If your father is silent in a dream, then soon you will receive news of his illness. The dream in which you saw that your father was sick portends grief.

If you dream that you are talking to a father who died long ago, then you should remember him. Quarreling with your father in a dream is a sign of failure. To see him happy in a dream means receiving news from home.

Becoming a father in a dream is a sign of a happy ending to some business. The godfather in a dream is a symbol of protection.

After such a dream, you should listen to good advice and follow it. Sometimes such a dream reminds us of the responsibility that lies with us.

For a girl to see her mother and father together in a dream is a sign of imminent marriage or great good luck and happiness.

Do you think this doesn't happen? So you didn't have a daughter...

And some dads don't give a damn

In general, this old problem: the Electra complex, which develops into sexual interest and even incest.
My relative had two daughters a year apart. Until a certain age, they ran around the apartment in panties, dad sometimes washed their butts, but when their pubis began to fluff and the first marks appeared on their chest, dad once barked when they perched on his knees: So, already adult girls, well -ka covered all the places, and only my mother works as a bathhouse attendant.
In general, this is a normal approach to the problem. I do not understand what questions "what to do?" etc.
There are two options: stop or become a pedophile.

Very often women say: well, it's okay, it's a daughter, just think, they kiss on the lips. The usual reaction of a matron who is afraid to talk to her husband on a sensitive topic. Therefore, we depict a carefree mine during a bad game, pretending that the husband's erection after putting his daughter to bed is a purely spontaneous physiological phenomenon.
Quite often, a father resists his daughter's tenderness and his dark base desires, but then he gets a taste of it. The daughter does not mind, the wife stuck her head in the sand, why not play pranks after a working day

90% of pedophiles are relatives of the victim (fathers, brothers, stepfathers, grandfathers).
Therefore, we will never know the scale of family pedophilia.

I really experienced a passion for a woman, I was sixteen years old, my sister was fourteen, my father was forty-four, and my mother was only thirty-four, my mother was exactly ten years younger than my father. I just finished the 9th grade, in June I went to a labor camp, in July I rested with my uncle in Gelendzhik, and in August I was already at home, since my sister had gone to a pioneer camp, and at home I had to help my parents harvest in their summer cottage .

It so happened that at the beginning of August my father was urgently sent on a business trip to the Urals for six months, my father could not refuse it at that time.
My mother and I stayed alone, and on Friday, when she got her vacation pay, we went to the dacha in the afternoon with her. Our country house had three rooms, a veranda, and behind the house in the corner of the garden stood a log cabin.

As soon as we arrived, my mother asked me to melt the bathhouse, and stripping down to her bathing suit, she began to collect fallen apples, pears and apricots and put them in the attic of our outbuilding for drying.

Having applied water to the bathhouse and melted it, I began to put firewood brought in the spring into the attic of the bathhouse, periodically putting logs into the stove. After working for two hours, I sat down in the attic of the bathhouse to rest, and suddenly, through the observation window of the attic, I saw my mother. She was standing in the attic of the outbuilding, the door, located towards the bathhouse, was open, and I saw her long slender legs, a triangle of colored swimming trunks tied with laces on the sides, a beautiful feminine belly and breasts covered with a colored swimsuit. Her face was not visible, but it was noticeable that she was passionate about something. I came closer to the window and looked towards the neighbor's dacha and realized what my mother was so passionate about. She watched the neighbors, who in their front garden fucked with complete pleasure, periodically changing positions. Having admired the neighbors, I looked at my mother again, and an unusual picture appeared before my eyes. Mom also stood, holding on to the beam with one hand, slightly spreading her legs and bending them at the knees, with the other hand she strongly masturbated, putting her fingers into her vagina. The tight laces of her swimming trunks interfered with her movements, so she removed her hand from the beam, took the lace on her right thigh and jerked it sharply. The knot was untied and my mother's black pubis appeared before my eyes. Mom drove her index finger into herself so hard that at a distance of 15-20 meters her muffled groans were heard.

And although I had seen my mother naked before, then she did not make any impression on me. Now I was shaking all over with internal trembling, my breathing was out of control, and my penis stood up in full force. Some kind of wild desire of passion pulled me to this beautiful body. I was already tempted in sexual relations with girls from vocational schools, but this is not at all what aroused in me what I saw now. My heart was ready to burst out, I was choking with excitement, all sorts of thoughts came into my head, and my mother continued to masturbate in front of my eyes, her moans pushed me towards her.

Somehow I got down from the attic, put firewood in the stove and went to the wing. The bath was already ready and I decided: "Come what may! I'll just go up to her and call her to bathe." Coming to the stairs, I listened, the groans continued, as before. I looked around and slowly climbed up the stairs. When I got up, I saw my mother's face. She continued to masturbate, standing on tiptoe, slightly bending her knees, her eyes were closed, and some kind of incomprehensible, thirsty smile wandered on her face. She no longer controlled her moans, and her hand accelerated faster and faster. Suddenly, mother trembled all over, her hips moving towards her fingers, bent forward, she almost completely drove two fingers into herself and, clenching her teeth, groaned muffledly, uttering some kind of chest moan. I looked at my mother with an incomprehensible, previously unknown feeling of surprise and desire. For a minute she was in some kind of euphoric state, then she took out her fingers, abundantly covered with white mucus, from the vagina and began to lick them, collecting mucus from her hand with her tongue. And then she suddenly opened her eyes, and I did not have time to hide. Seeing me, she abruptly sat down, grabbed her swimming trunks and, not knowing what to do, sat looking at me with some misty eyes.

Realizing that it was impossible to stand and be silent any longer, I quietly said: "Mom, let's go to wash, the bath is already ready." Mom gave me a little nod. I turned around and began to slowly descend. Having taken everything necessary for washing in the room, I went to the bathhouse, added more firewood, and began to make steam, adding water to the hot stones. Having caught up steam so much that it was impossible to sit on the third shelf, I suddenly heard the creak of the outer door in the dressing room. I fell silent and heard my mother from the inside close the door to the dressing room on the hook, then pushed the wooden bolt. I realized that we will wash together ...

For about five minutes I sat in the bathhouse, but my mother did not come in. I got up and went out to the dressing room. In the corner of the waiting room, where there were sacks of wheat, I saw my mother sitting on the sack in the same swimming trunks and colored bra. She slowly raised her eyes to me, and I saw a pleading frightened look. I realized that my mother was ashamed of what I had recently seen and was afraid that I would tell my father. Going up to her, I sat down, affectionately hugged her by the shoulders and said quietly: "Well, mom, I love you. What you know and what I saw - we both know and this is our eternal secret" . She tightly grabbed my neck and whispered in my ear: "Thank you, dear! It's a shame if anyone finds out, but I believe you and I owe you a great debt" she suddenly began to passionately kiss my neck, cheeks, lips. I hugged her waist and also affectionately began to respond to kisses, clinging tighter and tighter to my mother with my whole body.

She was sitting on the sack, slightly tipping her back into the sack behind her. Her legs were spread apart and I, standing in swimming trunks, rested my cock on her pubis. Kissing her, I felt how she began to breathe deeply, I felt the beating of our hearts and somehow caught the movement of her large hips towards my cock. I carefully untied her bra and took it off and threw it on the floor. Before me appeared two beautiful, white balls of the third size with neat brown nipples. Without a bra, my mother's breasts did not hang, they were firm and hung a little from their weight. I stood in front of my mother and, leaning in front of her, kissed her breasts. With my cock, I rubbed against her bulging pubis, and she pressed my head to her breasts. Exploring her body, I gradually got to the bottoms, pulled the laces on both sides, and the colored triangle fell to the floor. Mom, closing her eyes and throwing her head back, breathed deeply, not resisting at all and surrendering to me completely. Moving away from her a little, I lowered my swimming trunks to my knees with one hand, moved my legs a little to take them off. Swimming trunks fell to the floor.

Standing with my feet on the floor, I lay down on my mother, caught her lips with my lips, and kissing her greedily, I sent my hard cock into her vagina. Carefully, I introduced the head of the member into the mother's vagina, which turned out to be unusually narrow, then carefully began to move the member inside. Suddenly, my mother gasped and whispered in my ear: "Darling, slowly, please. I have a very narrow one, let me help you better." Resting my hands on the bags, half-bent, I stood over my mother with a member introduced halfway into my mother's vagina. Mom slowly lifted her legs, bent them at the knees and led me behind my back, resting her heels on my buttocks. Then she carefully began to raise her hips, as if planting her body on my penis. I stood without moving and feeling how the cock slowly enters my mother's narrow, warm hole. Raising her hips, mom freed herself from my penis to the head, and then again smoothly pushed herself onto my penis, but more and more deeply. And when her bulging pubis touched mine, my mother began to rotate her hips so skillfully that my cock rested against something inside her, and when she rotated her hips, the head of my penis gently rubbed the cervix inside, creating incredible pleasure for us.

Gradually, I began to help my mother with my movements of the hips, and she, in turn, began to accelerate her movements, holding my waist and helping her hands to make more and more sharp pushes. Mom suddenly began to moan loudly, a strong trembling ran through her body. I felt that my cock was about to explode with sperm, and I involuntarily began to force my cock into my mother's narrow, warm vagina. And then came an indescribable moment when I drove a member into her with force for the last time and pressed tightly against her. I felt how the jets of sperm with a pleasant pulsation gave my mother extraordinary pleasure. She moaned loudly, and a pleasant spasm passed through her body. There was so much semen that the excess poured out of her mother's vagina. After lying down for a while, I again began my movements, since my penis did not even think of going to bed. With a little work, I was able to excite my mother again. Then she again began to help me with oncoming movements. I carefully took my mother by the buttocks and began to put her on the penis. Mom, resting her elbows on the bags, helped me with her whole body and at the same time she watched all the time how my penis enters her. From this she received additional pleasure, and by the time I finished the second time, she experienced several orgasms in a row and, exhausted, fell into the bags and closed her eyes. I picked her up and carried her to the bathroom.

At home, I closed all the shutters, my mother cooked dinner, took out a bottle of homemade wine. We ate in silence and drank wine. After dinner, my mother told me to close all the doors well, and she herself went into the bedroom. After locking all the locks, I went into the bedroom and saw on the floor two mattresses covered with a white sheet, pillows, and my mother, standing naked in front of the mirror, scribbling night cream on her face. Seeing me, she came up to me, unbuttoned and took off my shirt. Then she slowly knelt down, pulled off my swimming trunks, and my cock was right in front of her face. Mom gently took my cock, gently stroked it and kissed it. Then she took a soft meter out of the locker, measured my penis and said: "Your penis is 3 cm longer than your father's and 1.5 cm thicker." Then, after a little thought and as if in oblivion, she whispered softly: "This is probably fate, and I will give you all my passion and tenderness." Having said this, she gently ran her tongue over the swollen head of my penis, from her gentle touch, the member poured even more and seemed to burst from the excitement that overwhelmed him.

Then my mother gently took the head of the penis into her mouth and began to gently suck it and lightly bite. It was fantastic! She took my cock more and more into her mouth, and soon he was completely immersed in her mouth.

I felt her nose in my groin and the head of my penis in her throat, while the tongue of her larynx indescribably tickled the head of the member. I have never experienced such incredible bliss. And my mother tried to put my eighteen-centimeter cock further and further into her mouth. I reached the highest bliss, and the jet of my sperm sprayed into my mother's throat. I was afraid that she would choke on my sperm, but she did not let me go and continued to suck my sperm to the last drop.

After drinking everything and licking my cock, she lay down on the mattress, bent her knees and spread them wide apart. Her open crotch was in front of my eyes. She took my head with both hands and slowly began to lower it down. I kissed her belly, sinking lower and lower. And then I smelled her vagina. I pressed my lips to her open "bud" and began to gently kiss the clitoris, genital lips, feeling my mother's lubricant on my lips. I gently licked her vagina, sucked her clitoris, I dug into her with all my being. What bliss from this mom experienced! She finished time after time until we fell asleep, embracing, exhausted and happy.

During the three days that we were together, my mother and I tried everything that was possible. And since then, my mother has become for me for many years the most beautiful mistress. I have had many women in my life, but I could not compare any of them with my mother. Maybe because they were all strangers to me, and my mother was the only native person who could give me the unforgettable joy of communicating with a WOMAN.

Many have heard more than once that a real man must do three things in his life: build a house, plant a tree and raise a son. The expression has long acquired a shade of folk wisdom, which teaches that a man during his life (at least once) must take care of nature, take care of the continuation of his kind, and also provide his family with a place to live.

Often this phrase is said during toasts, although who owns the authorship of this expression is unknown. Sounds like a phrase in the Talmud. It says that “a person must first build a house and plant a vineyard, and then get married” (“Sota”, 44b (93, p. 361). So the expression “build a house, plant a tree and raise a son” can be considered an interpretation of a phrase from Talmud, the meaning of which is that you must first create conditions for life, and then acquire a wife.

Generations of Soviet children, following the young performers, inspiredly sang the lines of a popular song: "May there always be a mother, may there always be me." Not everyone asked the question: “What about dad?”

In the wings

More recently, the roles in the family were quite clearly distributed: dad works and earns, mom also works and educates. Although fathers, of course, are different, two stereotypes were common with the word “dad” in Soviet times: dad lying on the couch with a sports newspaper or strict with a belt. They walked with children, took them to sections, circles, went to parent meetings, most often mothers or grandmothers. The father was responsible for accustoming the child to order, strict upbringing, and even choosing the professional path of a son or daughter.

“Dads are becoming more responsible, they want to take part in the upbringing of children. Sometimes women earn more, and dads are "on the hook" - they help in education. Fathers are increasingly taking maternity leave. Now I go to parent-teacher meetings with my children and I see that dads often come and actively discuss all school matters. That is, they are interested in the development of children, - says the chairman of the public organization "Large families of the Perm Territory" Irina Ermakova. - We have a forum for women "Mom-Bee". While mothers were gaining new knowledge, fathers were taking care of children. I think it's wonderful."

Modern life is blurring traditional roles, but getting used to this is not so easy. From pregnancy to raising teenagers, you can learn about how to be a mother everywhere. But there is much less information about how to be a dad. They usually do not prepare for the role of a father: in kindergarten and school they usually do not say who the father is, focusing on the mother.

Now you can see brutal uncles who braid daughters' pigtails, walk with kids on playgrounds. Dads take children to sections and circles and generally spend more time with children.

“If you want to be a good dad, no one will tell you how to do it. There are practically no books. There are also very few thematic sites and there is little useful information there,” says the organizer of the discussion “Where is Dad?”, which was recently held at the Smart Child exhibition, Pyotr Kravchenko.

"Mom" ecosystem

Peter has two children: Arseniy is three years old, Kirill will soon be a year old. The division of roles in the family is traditional: dad is mainly a breadwinner. Yet Peter tries to spend more time with his sons. Now the schedule allows you to take a three-year-old son to work so that the baby knows what the head of the family does and how he makes money. When Peter began to actively participate in the upbringing of children, he realized that he did not know much.

“I see how the wife’s communication with her girlfriends is built. They have some kind of bird language, a whole maternal ecosystem. This shows up in everything: they share advice, change things, etc. There are many sites and social media groups for moms. And there is nothing for dads yet, - says Peter. - It so happened that my close friends and I almost simultaneously became fathers. But in our male company it is not customary to discuss issues of education. But we all wanted to become fathers, and our goal is to become good dads. But unlike women, there are no courses or books for us. For example, I have a lot of questions. On the one hand, I do not want to crush the child with strictness, on the other hand, I understand that it is necessary to form a framework for behavior. How to find a balance? If earlier dads influenced the choice of profession, now it becomes impossible. When the baby grows up, they will change significantly. Where is the answer even to this question?

In a male company, it is not customary to discuss issues of education. But we all wanted to become fathers, and our goal is to become good dads. But unlike women, there are no courses or books for us.
Compassion and responsibility

To understand who a dad is and what it means to be a good father, Peter and his friends organized a discussion. To the delight of the organizers, she gathered a lot of men. How to find a balance between work and family, what is conscious fatherhood, what are the advantages of maternity leave - they discussed all these issues.

“It is important for the future father to be aware of everything that happens to the woman he loves even at the stage of pregnancy. This should become a need, because even an unborn child is already part of the family. In such a situation, a man should already be interested in how he can help. If a husband responsibly approaches the role of a father, he must be ready to rebuild his taste habits, give up some personal needs to suit the needs of the family (for example, quit smoking on the balcony, go outside), - says Roman Popov, a journalist from Perm. - The one who is more convenient goes on maternity leave. The issue of priority and agreements is important here, not established norms. A man, even at the stage of his wife's pregnancy, should consider the option that he can go on maternity leave. Traditionally, all knowledge about what happens to a child is passed on to a woman. If a pediatrician comes, he tells all the information about how he is feeling to his mother, and only trusts his father to bring a spoon for examination. However, it is also important for a father to be in the know, he must participate in decision-making and take responsibility.

According to Roman, a man should forget about the traditional distribution of responsibilities around the house. There is no division into men's and women's affairs.
Men say that while dads who take care of children are rare, they have a number of bonuses. At least - tenderness of mothers on playgrounds. One dad remembered how ladies in the children's clinic parted before him and his child, because fathers usually appear in medical institutions much less often than mothers.

The father should be involved in decision making and take responsibility
The organizers of the discussion want to take the discussion of the topic of conscious fatherhood to a new level - they plan to hold a festival of dads in Perm. And in the near future, on September 30, this topic will be raised at the We-Fest festival dedicated to family issues.

Why is the law so harsh?

Commissioner for Children's Rights in the Perm Territory Pavel Mikov:

In the last three or four years, the number of complaints from fathers of children has increased significantly. Appeals are most often associated with disagreement with the decisions of the courts that determined the place of residence of the child after the divorce of the parents. On the one hand, the very fact of conversion and the desire of fathers to participate in the lives of children speak of conscious parenthood, and this cannot but rejoice. On the other hand, this also indicates some problems in the practice of Russian legal proceedings.

Most often, the judge makes a decision, traditional for our mentality, regarding the place of residence of children, leaving them with their mother. According to the fathers, the judges do not take a comprehensive approach to assessing this decision. One of the latest appeals to the Commissioner testifies to just this.

The man does not agree with the decision of the court, which determined that after the divorce, one child will live with his mother, the other with his father. However, as it turned out, the mother of the children actively professes a non-traditional religion: and such moments as the rejection of traditional medicine, involving the child in religious worship, changing the normal diet, cannot but raise doubts about the safety of the child’s physical and spiritual development. The man is now challenging the court's decision.

Boss or friend?

Maxim Zubakin, Senior Lecturer at the Department of Developmental Psychology, Perm State National Research University:

Now the perception of the role of the father in the family is gradually changing. Representations are different from those that were in the days of our parents. In modern society, there is still no common idea about the role of the father.

In my opinion, a fairly small stratum of men still have an interest in raising children and improving their quality of life. As a rule, these are educated people with an average income, aged 30 to 45 years. So far, I have not seen a wide request in society to discuss this topic.

A man does not always understand what it means to be a father. The problem lies in the fact that there is some conflict between the role of the breadwinner and the dad. Usually men work a lot, but children at home hardly see them. It is not easy to find a balance in order to be realized in the profession and find time for children.

Mixing both roles - worker and dad - is not a good idea, as they involve completely different behavior. Often a man gets used to behaving in a certain way at the enterprise and transfers the same style of communication to the family, which causes conflicts. If at work everything is very structured for a man, then the family involves much less formalization. Work obliges him to act clearly and unemotionally, while at home they expect him to show more feelings. At work, there are rather narrow opportunities for the manifestation of their individual characteristics. The family, rather, is forced to take on the character of the father in all its manifestations. If a man arranges a certain corporation from his family, perceives his wife and children as employees of the enterprise, they resist management and begin to hide something.

Educate yourself, not children

Venera Korobkova, Dean of the Faculty of Legal and Socio-Pedagogical Education, PSPU:

There are four categories of fathers. The first is absent parents. They either never participated in the child's life at all, or stopped communicating with him after the divorce. The second is traditional dads. They don't interfere much in the lives of children. They believe that their task is to earn money, and upbringing is the mother’s business. The third category is active dads. They are ready to delve into the educational process, readily communicate with children. Last, and least numerous, are authoritarian fathers who regulate all spheres of life in the family. They decide everything themselves, and the mother does not have the right to vote.

The largest category is traditional dads. We usually want them to pay more attention to children, but scolding and forcing is not an option. Schools make matters worse. When do dads usually get called to the teacher? When the child is misbehaving. For a man, a child is a reason for pride, and listening to how a son or daughter is scolded, dads feel bad luck. Now we offer to organize family clubs at kindergarten groups, school classes to encourage dads to participate in the lives of children. Men can participate in hikes and meetings in nature, they can fry a barbecue, play football with children, see how other couples communicate - the parents of their children's classmates.

There are much fewer active fathers - in different teams from 6 to 15%. Every year this figure increases, as there is a lot of information on the Internet.

I will say that it is important not so much how much time the father spends with the child and educates, but how he behaves in the family: how he treats the mother of the child, how and how much he works. There is such an English proverb: “You don’t have to raise children, they will still do what you do.” She is true. The father simply by his example shows the child how to behave in a variety of situations.

Protect and teach

Dad on decree Sergey Galiullin:

When I found out that my wife and I would have a child, I began to look for a job with a big salary. But it did not work out, so I decided to be with the child. I consider it work, because raising a daughter is the same work.

Mom works in our family, and I sit with the child. Household tasks - washing, ironing, cooking, mopping - are performed by those who have time. Usually I cook breakfasts, my wife cooks dinners. She most often washes the floors, because at this time I am engaged with my daughter. I walk with her, change diapers, wife puts her to bed. Since I have been with my daughter since birth, we have a good contact. I had to learn how to wash a baby, change diapers, clothes. Now she falls asleep worse with me, she likes more to be put to bed by her mother. But I don't see it as a problem.

I think that men should spend more time with children. A father can give his daughter and son something that a mother cannot. Dad is stronger and it is he who will roll the child on his shoulders. It’s easier for dad to be a clown, a fool, over whom children will kindly laugh. But dad will protect, teach how to defend himself, how to get out of conflict situations. In general, it is very important for me to be a father - to be needed, caring. I learned some everyday things that I could not do before. Even cooking is better.

Traditional ideas about roles in the family are losing relevance. But stereotypes are very difficult to change. It seems to me that the more dads actively spend time with children, the faster the point of view in society will change. I often see men with strollers on a walk, in shops. First, dads will learn to just be with children, and then they will raise them at the proper level.

Share and educate

Mother of many children Nina Shirinkina:

In our family, my husband went on maternity leave to care for the youngest daughter. We compared the level of salaries and found out that it would be more profitable this way. I will say right away that not all acquaintances and even close people understood us. Nevertheless, I believe that it turned out to be the right decision. We immediately clearly divided the responsibilities so that both parents would take care of the baby and she would equally have the attention of both mom and dad. I got up to my daughter at night, my husband was with her in the morning and afternoon. In the evening I always came home from work on time to feed her, wash her and put her to sleep. The division of duties in upbringing remains with us even now. The husband is raising sons, and I do not interfere in the process. My job is to educate girls. The husband takes all the children to the section, plans a summer vacation. We solve all issues of upbringing together and never interfere with children - we make comments and give advice to each other only in private. I think that husband and wife should be one team.

When a man takes care of a child so much, they develop a very close relationship, he begins to understand the baby as well as a mother. My husband has such a relationship with his daughter. But with his son, whom he did not care for so much, there is no longer such close contact. We noticed another interesting detail and found confirmation of this in the literature - the child's speech develops better when dad communicates with him a lot. Men have a low timbre of voice, which positively affects the development of the speech center in children. My daughter is now three years old, and she can already build long sentences.

And one more thing: when a man is actively involved in raising a child, his wife looks young and happy.

Papal rights:

For education

Caring for children, their upbringing is an equal right and duty of mothers and fathers (Article 38 of the Constitution of the Russian Federation).
In the case of separation of parents, the child has the right to communicate with each of them (clause 1, article 55 of the Family Code of the Russian Federation).

A parent living separately has the right to participate in the upbringing of children. The one with whom the children live does not have the right to interfere with this communication, if it does not harm the physical and mental health of the child and his moral development (clause 1, article 66 of the Family Code of the Russian Federation).

On parental leave

The father, like other close relatives, has the right to take parental leave (Article 256 of the Labor Code of the Russian Federation).
At the request of the employee, the employer must grant the man a break from work. The manager has no right to refuse. Men who are on maternity leave receive benefits. Until the child reaches the age of one and a half years, it is paid by the employer. The amount is 40% of the average earnings.

For maternity capital

A man has the right to receive maternity capital if he is the only adoptive parent for a second child, which is confirmed by a court decision not earlier than January 1, 2007. Also, if the mother of the children died, she was deprived of parental rights, she committed a crime that threatens life and health her children.