This is for all you men who like to cuddle little boys and girls ... and for anyone who read that sentence and thought "that's a bit creepy".
This is for the men secure and aware enough to navigate the minefield of showing other people's kids comfort, affection and encouragement, despite a cultural coercion akin to the slander slung at Muslims.
'Cos that's where we're at folks: when it comes to men and children, we are the terrorist living next door, the suspect who sleeps down the hall, and you have to wonder how this mistrust is being internalised by the little boys and girls looking on.
"What's that dude doing talking to my kid?"
"He shouldn't be taking pictures here."
"I'm not sending my child to a kindy with a male teacher."
A month or so ago, I read a social media SOS from an acquaintance asking for someone to mind his two-year-old son; the babysitter had fallen through.
I know the guy but have never been to his house, we've never been on the tiles together either. I've met his wife a handful of times socially but the three of us have never hung out.
Thus, my hand hung over the mouse as I considered my reply.
"How will it look?" "Is it weird to offer?" and "What if they knock me back?"
My inner puritan then went on the offensive, asking "What sort of parent puts a request like this on social media?"; "They should be more careful"; "What if I was a creep?"
Like the vast majority of men, however, I'm not a creep, so I offered my services and they gratefully accepted, dropping their son at my place the next morning.
The more I thought about it, however, the more galled I was by my reactions to absolutely nothing and no-one - but that's the nature of cultural coercion.
It's why a woman who wants to be "taken seriously" doesn't bake cookies for her workmates; why many Jews and Muslims don't advertise their religion in mixed company; and why men don't hug kids who are not their own.
The elephant in the room here is child sexual abuse, and the statistics speak for themself. Almost 90 per cent of victims know their assailant; the danger rarely comes from a stranger.
It's the strange male, however, who gets the stares and comments should he help a struggling kid in a pool, who holds a crying boy's hand at a park or - God forbid - hugs a little girl at a birthday party.
You don't need to be a psychologist to see that the social hostility fostered by these actions might breed a wariness of men in girls and an anxiety in boys.
Children need male role models aside from their father, but the suspicion cast on men who work with kids - who, gasp, like being around children - means opportunities are vanishingly few.
Progressive society says we must dispense with gender roles. But while the "glass ceiling" is being shattered, the "pervert presumption" endures and is just as effective a barrier at keeping men out of "traditionally" female industries.
The kid I babysat? What a lovely boy! A quiet child, but after an hour of him playing with my daughter's toys and sussing me out, the seal was broken.
He'd waddle up to me as I worked and smile - a smile that said "I like you. What are we doing next?"
So I gave him a hug and we had a tea party with a monkey, owl and dinosaur.
Please don't take it personally if I do not reply to your email as they come in thick and fast depending on the topic. Please know, I appreciate you taking the time to write and comment and would offer mummy hugs to all.