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The Stages of Halloween

29 Oct halloween, circle of fright, parenting, parenthood, trick or treat, funny, humor, dad bloggers, horror, monsters, parenthood, pop culture, candy, holidays, stages of Halloween, batman jack o'lantern

Halloween doesn’t mean the same thing when you’re ten as it does when you’re twenty. Or when you have kids of your own. Priorities change…

Check out this handy chart detailing all the different stages of the spookiest night of the year!

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Seven Terrible Halloween Costumes for Kids

27 Oct frozen, elsa, anna, olaf, costume, halloween, disney, parenting, funny, humor, dads, moms, parenthood, dressing up, worst halloween costumes, nightmares, disney, movies, Frozen

My son was born in the middle of September, so when his first Halloween came around, he was barely even a thing yet, let alone someone who might one day want to dress up as Thing. But that didn’t stop Mom and Buried from putting him in a little lion outfit and parading him around the neighborhood, to the delight of everyone because that shit is cute.

When his second Halloween came around, he went as a monkey. We initially tried a skeleton outfit but that did not go over well. To be honest, neither did the monkey, most of the time. But crying and screaming was kind of his thing back then. (Not that that’s changed much.) Last year was his third Halloween, and he was totally on board, chomping at the bit to be Jake the Neverland Pirate.

Finally, it was up to him to choose his costume. And it should always be from now on.

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Extreme Parenting

21 Oct extreme parenting, extreme, motherhood, fatherhood, competition, judgment, dads, lifestyle, kids, children, parenthood, parenting

Parenting is a nonstop merry-go-round of comparison, guilt and judgment.

We feel guilty when we screw up. We judge other parents when they screw up. We endlessly compare ourselves to those same parents, unaware – or, more honestly, unwilling to accept – that they are experiencing exactly the same trials and tribulations, riding the same roller-coaster, as we are.

We pit ourselves against the world, against non-parents and other parents and even our spouses, eliminating the curve and grading everything on a scale of zero or 100, using extreme language in the service of unrealistic standards. In so doing, we isolate ourselves from each other.

It’s time we started using our broad assumptions and wild generalizations to be inclusive instead of exclusive. I’ll give it a try.

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From the Mouths of Babes

15 Oct

What Toddlers Say From the Mouths of Babes

Is there anything your munchkin says that ISN’T on this list? Add it in the comments!

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[E-card] So Fresh and So Clean

1 Oct

smelly ecard [E card] So Fresh and So Clean

Ten Things I Hate About Parenting

26 Sep parenting, love/hate, funny, humor, birthday parties, dad blogger, toddlers, children, family, life, lifestyle, dinner time, bedtime, bath time, dads, fatherhood, family vacation

Parenting is the worst thing in the world and the worst part about it is how fast it goes by.

Such is the paradox every mom and dad must come to terms with as soon as their first child is born. The bad parts are plentiful, the good parts are transcendent, and everything is over before you know it. I bitch a lot about pretty much all of it, but that doesn’t mean I don’t also love it. Personally, if I can’t bitch about something, it might as well not even exist. Which makes every rant against the hassle of child-rearing just further evidence of how important it all is to me.

Which means this list of things I hate about parenting is actually kind of a love letter, if that helps you feel better.

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Parenting, in a Nutshell

24 Sep

Superman w quote2 Parenting, in a Nutshell

I Hate Pregnancy Announcements

22 Sep parenting, dad bloggers, funny, pregnancy announcements, children, family, life, social media, privacy, viral video, dads, fatherhood, dad and buried, #shareacoke

I’m a reasonable guy. I like to be noticed as much as the next person who has a blog and a Facebook page and a Twitter account. Believe me, I know how strong the pull of social media is; I struggle with it every day.

Luckily, when it comes to Dad and Buried-related stuff, I have a bit of an out: I write in character and I keep my D&B accounts mostly separate from my personal ones. But even there I don’t broadcast every moment of my life. Case in point, my non-D&B Facebook wall is almost entirely links to the Onion. Which is where you’d expect to find some of the outlandish pregnancy announcements that have been all over the internet lately.

I hate pregnancy announcements, and not just the ones with the terrifying 3-D sonograms.

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The Snuggle is Real

15 Sep birthday, the snuggle is real, #thesnuggleisreal, parenting, funny, humor, family, children, life, photos, moms, dads, kids

As you’ve probably figured out by now, I primarily use this blog to vent, to crack jokes, to scratch my creativity itch, and as an outlet for sarcasm. But when all is said and done, these posts will ultimately add up to one long journal. It will serve as a collection of memories from my son’s early life and a scrapbook of moments from my life as a parent, many of which might otherwise be forgotten in my son’s sprint through childhood.

I swear, he outgrows something new every day, and sometimes I just want him to slow down. He’s not going to, of course, which reminds me: Detective Munch turns four today!

This is probably the last blog you expect to get sappy – at least I hope it is. But if you’ve been paying attention, you might know that my son’s birthday is just about the only time a year I allow myself to go a little soft.

Starting today, I’m going to give you an opportunity to go soft with me. Wow, that sounds really gross.

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My Son is Making Me Feel Old

8 Sep creationism, parenting, evolution, home schooling, development, education, dads, future, fear, toddlers, pre-K, motherhood, anxiety, dad bloggers, aging booth, aging, old, birthday, steve miller, fly like an eagle

Tomorrow is my birthday. (No gifts please, just Facebook likes. Trying to hit 10k!)

I don’t really worry much about my birthdays. Despite my steadily increasing amount of grey hairs and my steadily decreasing amount of all hairs (REVERSE JINX!), I’m not one to panic about my age. At least not yet. (Ask me again in two years, when I’m hitting 40.)

Of course, having a kid forces one to reevaluate the passage of time, and having a kid whose birthday is a mere six days after mine isn’t helping.

It’s almost like he’s chasing me.

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