Like the marine snails
who carry the fertilized eggs in papery capsules on their backs,
and not just their own eggs,
very few of the offspring on each dad’s back is that dad’s;
it’s a snail’s version of all for one and one for all because
it’s hard to figure out whose is which on that beach awash with coupling couples.
Hmmmmm. This comparison isn’t perfect.
But my young Dads are.