We here at Amsterdam Cycle Chic are lucky to come across cool single articles of clothing on our locals..hip shoes, nice jacket, groovy hair.
But sometimes you come across an entire ensemble which blows your mind. This cool Papa and his daughter need a boogie nights soundtrack as they buzz along the Dutch streets.
We’re talking serious seventies fashion combinations here: beige corduroy suit, double drop earrings, and silver undercut (and top-knot), aviator spectacles and oxfords. Bam!
Nowadays, when a baby is born, it is not only the mother who switches from full time to part time work, but also Daddy works less. Many modern Dutch fathers want to actively participate in raising their kids. So the phenomenon of the ‘Daddy Day (papadag)’ came into existence; one fixed day a week, it is Daddy time! Also in my little family we embrace this trend. We both work four days a week and Friday is our Daddy Day. That is the day that my boyfriend hangs around in the playground playing with our son and drinking coffee from is thermos, that they visit my grandma-in-law or that they meet up with his friends and kids who also have a Daddy Day on Friday.
On Daddy Day, mom is at work, sometimes wanting to join in the fun, but most of the time just being happy that Daddy and child are having a great time together.
– Text: Joni – Photos: Aude, Joni and Laura
Cycling to the park with your father, cool! Even more so, cause you can bring your new toy too. A model plane! The fastest in it’s sort, you know..
.. At least, way faster than your own bike!
Daddy enjoys as well, following son and model plane on one and a half bike.
Thank you Wimpie for sending us this reportage!
Admitted, I am a native French speaker so if you translate the title of today’s post literally, it means: Chicken Daddy. Just like a Chicken Mummy would do with her little ones, this French expression hints at a daddy that is very protective with his kid(s). Very much like this father who seems to be also quite involved in the education/protection of his progeniture.. Vive les ‘papa poule’!