Walker Lamond had a problem. He wanted to make sure his (as yet unproduced) son grew up to be a proper gentlemen -- "thoughtful, adventurous, honest, hardworking, self-reliant, well-dressed, well-read, [and] well-mannered," to be precise. Undertaking this task was complicated by the sad fact that by the time he had an actual son, he may have gotten "old and uncool."
Enter Rules For My Unborn Son.
Originally a blog project (properly titled 1,001 Rules For My Unborn Son, but the blog is presently ongoing at about 500 rules), the Rules are just what they sound like -- one-sentence guidelines for the programming of a good lad. They range from, "Keep a schedule," to "You won't always be the strongest or the fastest. You can be the toughest," to "Call your Mom," to "Admit when you are wrong, and mean it," to "Own a wool flannel suit."
The rules sometimes sound a little too super-macho, but tend to find the right balance -- more old-time Fred Astaire gentleman and less "Mad Men." After reading a few hundred of them I felt pretty comfortable with the gender politic playing out, anyways. Plus, the rules are all pretty great -- I wish I could spew off more great examples of tips for dudes of all ages, but the actual dude's blog is probably better for that.
Plus, it's pleasantly gift-sized and makes great Christmas fodder for anyone who happens to be a son, a father, or a would-be father.
1,001 Rules For My Unborn Son after the jump.
P.S. Did I mention that Walker Lamond is A) Named Walker Lamond, and how awesome is that? and B) He's the nattiest gentleman you ever did see. Here he is below, looking dapper. (Photo via Project Beltway.)
Rules For My Unborn Son is available in hardcover from St. Martin's Griffin and here at Shakespeare & Company.