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The Guide to Hungover Parenting

17 Apr parenting, hungover, hungover parenting, dads, dad bloggers, funny, humor, dad and buried, drinking, kids, family, lifestyle, beer, fatherhood, children, home

Last night, we had our neighbors over for a few drinks. Somewhere between my third and fourth beer, I forgot that I have a kid and a job and am thirty-eight, so I had three or four more beers. Now I want to die.

Thankfully, today is Friday, so I’m at work instead of sitting at home trying to occupy a four-year-old who wants me to pretend to be a firetruck-slash-dinosaur and get on my knees and chase him around the house all while holding my head and trying not to throw up.

Hungover parenting is not a lot of fun.

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How to Prank Your Kids on April Fools Day

1 Apr parenting, april fools, april fools' day, lying, funny, kids, humor, dad bloggers, dad and buried, children, lifestyle, holiday, family, prank, jackass, kids

April Fools’ Day is idiotic.

For one thing, most people – in desperate attempts to join in but without the wherewithal or imagination to do something elaborate enough to be deemed an actual prank – just end up lying instead, which isn’t exactly an April 1st phenomenon. After all, you don’t need to prep for that, or wait for the perfect date; all you need to tell a lie is a functioning mouth and low morals!

Besides, actually formalizing and setting aside a day for pranking people defeats the entire purpose; even the least skeptical person on earth cloaks themselves in disbelief on April 1st, preferring to play it safe than be played for a fool.

These days, about the only people you can get away with fooling on April Fools’ Day are little kids. And I happen to have one of those, so let’s get on with it.

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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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[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 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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