When he became a father, Michael Lewis found himself expected to feel things that he didnt feel, and to do things that he couldnt see the point of doing. At first this made him feel guilty, until he realized that all around him fathers were pretending to do one thing, to feel one way, when in fact they felt and did all sorts of things, then engaged in what amounted to an extended cover-up.A book that explores the difference between the idea of fatherhood and a mans actual experience of it. Unabashedly frank, hilarious and sweetly sentimental....a somewhat daring and in many ways groundbreaking book about what its like to be a father in modern America....intensely honest. Its an engaging journal that selectively details how Dad grew up as well....Brief, clever and franka good gift for Fathers Day. He captures serious issues with a warmth that shows he's a pretty good dad after all. His reflections capture both the unease and the excitement that fatherhood brings. Lewis is an insouciant raconteur who can spin out even standard dad stories (about, say, sending a kid to school dressed outlandishly) without making them sound stale. Lewis's style is funny, frank, and engaging, and he gets a lot of comic mileage telling tales at his own expense....it's refreshing to hear a dad describe so vividly the uglier aspects of the job. Lewis writes memorable, insightful, yet simple and brisk sentences as easily as the rest of us breathe.