Use Your Words (Carefully)

27 Mar parenting, judgment, parents, dads, moms, kids, children, funny, humor, dad bloggers, dad and buried, use your words, lifestyle, life, political correctness

Parents are a pretty sensitive group.

Perhaps because they themselves are the King of the Judgers, parents are more attuned to perceived slights than most. No group of people is more “victimized” than parents — and the word “victimized” is in quotes for exactly the reason you think it is.

These days, there’s just not a lot you can get away with saying to or about moms and dads without someone getting offended. You have to use your words very carefully.

You’d probably have better luck suggesting that Hitler had some good ideas than saying just about anything about parenting to a parent.

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March Sadness

25 Mar parenting, march madness, basketball, NCAA, tournament, dads, moms, motherhood, fatherhood, parenthood, dad and buried, funny, dad bloggers, humor, sports, lists, kids, sweet sixteen, tournament, dad and buried, family, children

Every year around this time, a million different websites do some goofy version of a March Madness competition. So far I’ve seen brackets for beer, TV shows, bands, even junk food.

But has anyone done one about parenting? Probably! But now I have too! Introducing March Sadness: Dad and Buried’s Tournament of Complaints!

Where even the winner sucks!

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[LINK] My Son, Road House, and Band-Aids

25 Mar band-aids, road house, children, parenting, moms, dads, funny, humor, dad bloggers, dad and buried, lifetime moms, stickers, fatherhood, superheroes, batman, health, road house, pain don't hurt

My son has a Band-Aid fetish. (Don’t get weird; he’s four.)

The dude loves wearing Band-Aids. For any reason. For no reason. FOR ALL REASONS.

(It is weird, just not in that way, pervert.)

Here are the top five “reasons” he’ll ask for a Band-Aid:

  1. Because
  2. Boo-boo!
  3. Actual bleeding
  4. There’s a chance at some point he may bleed sometime later on maybe?
  5. Batman is on them

I wrote a piece about Detective Munch’s obsession with Band-Aids – they’re nothing but glorified stickers! – for Lifetime Moms, and I wouldn’t be even the littlest bit upset if you were to follow the link below and read it. I promise. I wouldn’t even be mad if you shared it! Seriously. It’s not your fault.

I FORGIVE YOU.

The Sad Reality of the Tired Parent

24 Mar parenting, tired, beach, vacation, exhaustion, memorial day, sand, toddlers, dads, moms, stress, kids, children, family, life, energy

Most of the stuff people tell you about having a baby? Total garbage.

It’s either too much or too little, too intense or too laid back, too judgy or too deadbeat, too scary or not scary enough. And all of it – every single bit – is refracted through each “helpful” person’s own prism, informed by their own experiences and their own specific circumstances, all of which are unique and personal when it comes to even the most generic of tasks, and so esoteric as to be meaningless when it comes to raising children.

But the stuff about losing sleep and being tired? That’s some solid gold truth.

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The Not-So-Sweet Sixteen

20 Mar parenting, march madness, basketball, NCAA, tournament, dads, moms, motherhood, fatherhood, parenthood, dad and buried, funny, dad bloggers, humor, sports, lists, kids, family, children

Parenting has a lot in common with sports. Raising a child requires the energy and stamina of an athlete, the vigilance of a referee, the devotion of a die-hard fan and the patience of a coach.

Being a parent is basically like competing in a daily, year-long, rest-of-your-life tournament in which your endurance and your wits are constantly being tested, usually by someone much smaller who has to constantly be told what to do while even though they’re a lot more important than you.

Coincidentally, except for the fact that your kids go to college after you’ve (mostly) finished, instead of not really going to college at all (because the NCAA is corrupt!), parenting is a lot like March Madness.

Let’s count the ways…

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