A Tale of Two Daddies is a playground conversation between two children. The boy says he heard that the girl has two dads. The girl says that is right–she has Daddy and Poppa. True to a child’s curiosity, practical questions follow: “Which dad helps when your team needs a coach? / Which dad cooks you eggs and toast?” To which she answers: “Daddy is my soccer coach. / Poppa cooks me eggs and toast.”
Intended for 4- to 8-year-olds, this book introduces a type of family increasingly visible in modern society. Neither favoring nor condemning, it reflects a child’s practical and innocent look at the adults who nurture and love her. It becomes clear that the family bond is unburdened by any cultural discomforts.
Adorable. I have no other words for it. I loved the drawings, if only the dads had faces too. But I guess that’s not the point of the book. I know, I know. The point is, in its simplicity, it managed to convey that it didn’t matter if the little girl had two daddies, they are a family.
My most favorite part of the book is the last question:
Who is your dad when you’re sad and need some love?
and the answer:
Both, of course.
On point. At the end of the day, that’s what counts the most, isn’t it? Love.