Kids Are Shameless And That’s A Good Thing

Kids Are Shameless And That’s A Good Thing

My son is learning fast and it’s both fun to watch and bittersweet to see, as it means he’s growing up. Soon he’ll have to shed some of the more immature behavior that comes with toddler territory. Like being shameless.

Going to the bathroom in your pants or throwing tantrums or smearing food all over your face at every meal; that stuff just won’t fly when he’s older. But there are some things kids learn that maybe they shouldn’t.

Right now, at two years old, my son knows no shame. And I’d like to keep it that way for as long as possible.

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Pain Management

Pain Management

There are some aspects of parenting I think I’m probably pretty good at. Of course, they are mostly the fun ones; I’m kind of like Robin Williams in Mrs. Doubtfire before dressing in drag teaches him to be a responsible parent.

I guess that makes my wife Sally Field, which is at least a little true, because my son really really likes her. As in prefers her to everyone else.

Which is okay. It seems pretty normal at this point, and comes in handy when my son hurts himself, because playing nurse is not one of the fun things.

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“You’re a Great Dad. Who Knew?”

“You’re a Great Dad. Who Knew?”

The title of this post is an exact quote from my wife. Thanks, honey?

It’s a borderline offensive thing to say, but she’s right. No one knew I’d be, let alone expected me to be, a great dad. Or even a good one. Not her. Not you. Least of all me.

Okay. Maybe least of all you.

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Accepting the Reality of Fatherhood

Accepting the Reality of Fatherhood

Almost as soon as I had my son, my life became subsumed by his existence.

I put up a strong front on this blog – my kid won’t change me! I’m still a bad-ass rock star (I’m from Connecticut) – but fatherhood has changed me, has changed my life, has changed my priorities. Which is fine; to be a good dad, some of that has to happen.

I thought I’d at least been doing okay holding on to my personality. And then I started referring to myself as “Daddy.”

Game over.

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