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Welcome to the weekend edition of the Daily Dad podcast, where on the weekends, we do a deeper dive

and how to get better at our most important job, being a parent. Sometimes in these episodes,

I talk to best-selling authors and elite performers and other guests. But lately, I've also

been having conversations with my wife, Samantha, the co-parent of my two boys. We do it over in the Daily Stoic studio here

in Bastrop, Texas. She and I talk about things that we're working on as parents, things that

we're working on as people, and how we are supporting each other, challenging each other,

and like I said, trying to get better at what we do.

Guest or not, I hope you hear some ideas here that will help make you a better parent.

I was better for having the conversation.

I hope you enjoy.

Our history of Valentine's Day?

Oh, wait.

I'm so ready for this. I remember, I have like a pivotal memory. My parents would kill me. It's right. They listen to this. Of my parents arguing in the car and not knowing why. And my friend had texted me and said, hey, like, do you want to go like to the movies or something tonight? And a bunch of us are going.

And I'm like, I don't even want to ask my parents because they're like having an anniversary fight.

And then I realized that I had to explain that.

But for my siblings and I, we just could always tell that when it was like Valentine's

Day or an anniversary or birthday, they were always at each other because it was it it was very obvious from then in high school. There was like uncommunicated expectations.

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