Love Vine, Love Baby more: A father's confession

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The birth of Vine and my son were born only three months apart. In this video Share app launch, I was a full-time milk dad, every day to stay at home to take care of the children, "homes." Because I'm a writer, a freelancer, no employer. I'm not looking for a job, and every day I enjoy having fun with my own Wanderers. Unfortunately, "happy" time usually lasts only 20 minutes, then, I will be exhausted, I will watch the clock desperate to realize: Well, there are 7 hours and 40 minutes before my wife comes home from work.

Thanks to Vine, it saved us. It's easy to do: Take a six-second short video, and then you can put it on the Internet and share it with your fans, and it's going to keep looping.

Recall the first Vine video I saw: a beautiful sunset on the sea. I was lying in bed watching, wearing is the baby vomit a milk has not changed the T-shirt, and then I cried, for this beautiful beach and moved to tears. I know I'm going to do the same, and I'm going to shoot my own video: The background is our house, the actors are stuffed toys, and a gum giraffe named Sophie and a 25-pound fat cat; the protagonist and co-director is my home star, my inspiration God, my three-month-old son.

When I was a child, I used G.I. Joes's private toy and my dad's Hi8 camera film, and I know I've been waiting for something like Vine. It was perfect for me to tell the story of love and not to test my patience for a lengthy post system.

I wrote a cartoon story for Disney, so I know that if you want to express your thoughts accurately and make people laugh, then there's nothing better than a quick flick, a switch, a funny voice and a special sound. Of course, a cute baby also helps a lot. I spend all my time watching him: see what he's doing, see how he plays the toys, see what sounds he makes, see what he can do, and all of these bits and pieces come together in a six-second story. The eight hours he spent alone became as fast as flying!

We update a short video every day on the vine, with fans growing at the speed of light, and apps giving up informing me of new fans. Then our video went to CNN, Ellen DeGeneres's talk show, and the Tribeca Film Festival in New York. My baby and I became public figures. My mother's friends told me that we have such a great charm because people like to see when their mother is not at home, how Dad and baby interact: I let him lick the money, I picked him up, and then he fell again, and I let him eat the lid of the peanut butter jar. ）。

Despite all these little mistakes and little embarrassing things, Vine's comments agree that I'm still a good dad. Of course, the world's demand for good dads is always low, but people do think: I am a good father!

With the passage of time, I faced the first real vine crisis. My friend's child learns my silly voice in Vine, to speak to my son. I started to worry that maybe the baby will hate me when she grows up. Maybe it's time to stop. However ... A stranger likes me, this is every writer's dream! So I decided to take half measures: I want to make my child's name a secret, no one will know who he is ... Unless they recognize him ... They have been ... Can be ... Recognize him ...

When we had thousands of fans, I found myself wading into a puddle of muddy water. I started having company money to make Vine videos, and I agreed. Take an ice cream for the lead? You can, you're the boss! Let the kid wear gap clothes to play ukulele? Sounds good! Free access to Disney Park to play? As long as you are happy! I swear I'm going to stick to the bottom line of parenting, what's my standard? It's "I'll do whatever I want to do." "It now seems to be an interesting statement, not a code of ethics, but I felt good: look at my fans!" and money!

My parental superiority is expanding rapidly, when Unilever contacted me to find out if I was willing to make a Vine video for Klondike (a dessert), I promised a whimsical idea: I wanted my kids to sing and dance on Broadway, with shiny lights and high hats. The baby is getting bigger and more picky, and more and more unwilling to obey my command, but I don't care. I bought some props and made an empty afternoon, so I started working. So：

Take 1: Baby Don't look at the camera.

Take 2: The costume is out of the question.

Take 3: He's spitting milk.

Take 4: Not good.

Take 5: Worse.

Take 6: That's terrible.

Take 7: Seriously, what's wrong with this kid?

Take 8: Please, smile.

Take 9: Well, the kids are laughing.

Take 10: Still smiling.

Take 11: Come on!!!

Take 12: "I'm not angry, I'm just disappointed." “

Take 13: I'm still a little angry ...

Take 14, we decided to forget it first. Why can't the Bear Kid sing and dance in the short six seconds? Just six seconds!! I was furious in the kitchen and realised that I could no longer pretend that I was playing vine to bring fun to myself and my children. I have become a Skinner mouse, every 10 seconds to refresh the posts to see if there are more "praise." If I just do it for myself or someone else, it doesn't mean anything. I'm forcing my child to do what I want him to do.

I loved the way I used to, my son and I rolled around the carpet, we played with the toys, and I made him laugh with a funny voice. I love to use these funny little videos to record how he grew up. I do not like to make him cry, do not like to use the camera to destroy a good moment, do not like to force him to do something that may make him grow up feeling embarrassed.

However, I still haven't completely stopped. I'm still doing private and ad vine, but I only choose those natural ideas that my son is interested in. For example, he saw a nice little puddle in the backyard, dipped his little hand in the process, or plugged his finger into a power outlet. We made another film for Klondike, and his love of the toilet Web telescope was completely exposed. In my vine, there will still be some crazy stories, but more is the small fragment of our lives, all this, like my childhood stolen by time, where I am carefree with my g.i. Joes and my dad's camera.

My little baby has grown up to be a little boy. One day, he would borrow my cell phone and do his own video. I'll be like my dad, tell him to pick up some toys and do it.

I reviewed all of the Vine videos we filmed, and for 18 months, I sometimes hated those that were taken for myself, for money, or for a "compliment." But most of the time, especially the early ones, those were just simple recordings of the videos we played together, each of them is a window, let me see in this once special day, what happened: his first scream, he was not crying for the first time, he first spit bubbles, he first saw himself in the mirror, The first time he stood up, he realized for the first time that he was in love with sweet potatoes ... I caught so many wonderful moments in his life. I think these videos are also gifts for myself, and when I'm old, look back on this year, my son's first year in life, including my own this year.

I'm glad we have these records.

Video: Baby vs. Giraffe Sophie