The First One Goes To Eleven
20 Sep
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The First One Goes To Eleven

My first kid was supposed to be born on my birthday. Instead, Detective Munch landed six days later – the day before my anniversary. Disrupting things since day one.

Today, he turns 11, and 9 years after I wrote a blog post called “Top Ten Reasons Why I Hate My Son” (see my stories), he’s still ruining my life. But as he’s developed into a full-fledged human being with a personality, opinions, and interests of his own, the ways he ruins my life have changed.

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Kids Are Getting Screwed
14 Jul
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Kids Are Getting Screwed

On Monday, Mom and Buried took The Hammer to the playground.

They ran into a  pre-K classmate and my 5yo was so PSYCHED you’d have thought he’d fallen in love with Katie Holmes! He spent the next few hours running around like Tom Cruise on Oprah: having the time of his life (and freaking everyone else out).

Who could blame him?

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Imposter Father
20 Jun
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Imposter Father

I’ve been a father for almost 11 years, but I haven’t felt like one for nearly that long.

“Imposter syndrome” refers to the feelings of doubt one has about their abilities and accomplishments, and brings with it the fear of being exposed as a fraud. It’s usually mentioned in regards to one’s professional life (which: YES), but I actually feel it more frequently as a parent.

Every morning when I wake up – often forcefully, thanks to my toddler – I’m starting from zero. I live in perpetual fear that my kids are suddenly going to realize I have no idea what I’m doing.

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A Little Recognition Goes a Long Way
17 Jun
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A Little Recognition Goes a Long Way

Two years ago, I lost my job. Over that summer, my wife got one. Suddenly, I was home alone with my kids every day.⁣⁣
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I was a stay-at-home dad again, a role I didn’t love the first time when I had one two-year-old, and one I wasn’t looking forward to this time around, with two sons.⁣⁣
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My fears were realized when it took just two days for me to lose my patience, and I wrote an Instagram post about how ill-suited I was to be at home.

And then a funny thing happened: my wife told me I was doing a great job.⁣⁣

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