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The day I became a dad things changed. Not just the overwhelming sense of love and responsibility and the sick stains on my clothes, but the feeling I was entering a whole world of parenthood with it's own rules, expectations, products and activities! After finally feeling that I just about knew what I was doing with my life, I was now just a newbie trying to figure it all out as it came along.

More so than anything I've done before this has all been a massive learning curve, and I thought it might be fun to document as much of it as I could and share my findings with others. So I've created Dad Discovers. I hope you like it.

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