Nothing.
I don't mean the guy who makes a show out of showing up to some of their public events. Not the every other weekend man who can only cheer for one kid on the team because that's the only one he knows. I'm not talking about the father who leaves his kids at home unless there's an audience to impress.
I mean the dad.
Who coaches his daughter's team with no regard for his busy schedule.
Who quietly holds his son's hand to cross the street on the way to the library.
Who takes a seat and lets her splash in the puddles.
Who gathers kids in his front yard for a pickup game.
Who knows the difference between the iwantattention cry and the thisreallyhurts cry.
Who is there rain or shine, audience or no one, regardless of what other plans he made, despite anything else the world is offering on a Friday night.
There is nothing hotter than a man who, without fail, chooses his kids first.
I've known some extremely physically attractive men. Less than 10% body fat doesn't make up for less than 20% parenting time.
And, I know some *ahem* less than model types. I don't care what your waist size is, if you know what your son's batting average is and the names of the last two girls he had a crush on - you are my kind of idol.
No, there is nothing sexier than a man who puts his children above all else. Nothing.
