Parenting from a father’s perspective
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WordPress won’t let me run any ads. That’s right, no ads. I don’t need to get rich, but I would like to pay for my hosting and internet fees with the site itself. WordPress (at least this free version) won’t let me do that. Poo.
SO…http://daddydaze.net will now redirect to the Typepad site. If you’re using that url, http://daddydaze.net, you’ve got nothing to worry about. Ok? Cool.
Colleen Pavelka of Chicago, Il. had labor induced this past Sunday so that her husband, Mark, could attend the Chicago Bear’s championship game against the Saints. Said Colleen:
“I thought, how could [Mark] miss this one opportunity that he might never have again in his life…When the doctor said I could be induced so he could go to the game, that’s the train I got on.”
You give that woman a kiss, Mark. She’s a keeper.
[Found at Blogging Baby]
Here’s an idea. Wait until the game-winning, last minute drive to throw an interception. Jerk.
While I was watching the Ellen Degeneres Show this morning,* I saw a segment with the woman who created Aqua2Go. It’s something so simple and so wonderful that I can’t wait to place my first order.
The inventor is a mother of a three year old, who was fed up with giving her daughter juice box after juice box. After all, those things contain a lot of sugar. One day she offerehed her girl some water which, of course, she refused to drink. “If we could only get water in a juice box,” she mused with her husband, “I bet she’d drink it.”
Hence, Aqua2Go was born. It’s a “juice” box that contains water. I love it.
*Yes, I watch Ellen. Wanna fight about it?
Hop on over to Noodad to request your free stickers! I just ordered mine. Once you’ve got yours, why not slap one on the changing table at Wendy’s?
The other night, Grace called my wife into her bedroom. She said that there was a “…scary dinosaur” outside of her window. She was soothed easily enough, and went to back to sleep readily.
This had me thinking about the inevitable emergence of “scary monsters” in a child’s imagination. Must it be inevitable? I’m interested in trying to curtail the whole thing.
My wife and I work largely opposite schedules. I’m typically home during the day, while she holds down the fort at night. On Saturdays we’re home together, and we sometimes find that, in each other’s absense, our parenting styles have drifted apart. I don’t mean drastically, just a bit.
Esquire Magazine has produced a great list of 71 things Every Man Should Know About Fatherhood. It’s exhaustive and funny. Highlights follow.
[Found at Blogging Baby]
Continue reading ‘Esquire: What men need to know about fatherhood’
You know you want to know.
So last weekend I took the kids to get haircuts. As the hairdressers were finishing up, and the kids were enduring their final snips and brushings, I was stunned by their new appearance. They looked so different, so much older and so…grown up. "Wow," I thought. "My kids aren’t babies anymore," and it actually made me kind sad.
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