What exactly does he have to do?

If you caught Dr. Horrible's Sing-Along Blog, then you probably still have the A Man's Gotta Do song stuck in your head (if not, you can buy it from iTunes or hear the song on youtube).

You can nominate me for Father of the Year if you want, but we watched all three acts of Dr. Horrible with Pete over the weekend. He thought it was pretty entertaining, and stayed engaged through all 45~ minutes. Then, yesterday I caught him singing "A maaaaaaaaaan's gotta do what a maaaaan's gotta do" under his breath. As if that weren't funny enough, last night while he was taking a bath he turned to me and said, "I've gotta do what I've gotta do. 'Cuz I'm a man, right Dad?" As I tried to keep myself from bursting out with laughter, I asked him what he thought he had to do. "You know," he said, "Man stuff."

I'm hoping that doesn't involve peeing in the back yard, but I wouldn't count on it.