07 Jul

Dad and Buried Posted in Money 2 comments

Wherefore Art Thou, Disney?

When I was a kid, we visited Disney World.

At some point we ended up on a breakfast cruise, and there are pictures of me there, cherub-faced and smiling wide, surrounded by Mickey and Minnie, Chip and Dale, Cinderella, and assorted other Disney characters. I don’t remember it, but I’ve seen pictures, and I have no doubt it was one of the happiest days of my life. (We visited Disneyland too, but come on. There’s a reason all the pictures from that trip are from Universal Studios.)

I worshiped Disney as a kid. My five-year-old has no idea what Disney is.

30 Jun

Dad and Buried Posted in Babies 6 comments

Mo Kids Mo Problems

Parenting is stressful.

It’s challenging, it’s tiring, and worst of all, it’s important. I don’t care if you have one kid, two kids, five kids, or are the Duggars. Being a parent is like living inside a pressure cooker. And, it gets hotter every day.

Especially when you turn up the heat by having multiple children. You know what they say: Mo kids mo problems!

Can’t Working Parents Get A Little Love?

A few weeks ago, I wrote something for Scary Mommy called “Can’t A SAHM Get a Little Love?”

It was about the need for working dads staying woke to the difficulties of being a stay-at-home mom, and to lend a hand when they get home. Because caring for children may not require going to an office, but that doesn’t mean it’s not hard work, and the least a working spouse can do is not add to the exhaustion, frustration, and stress when they get home.

But guess what? The 9-5 life ain’t no picnic either. Can’t working parents get a little love?

17 Jun

Dad and Buried Posted in Babies No comments

Nothing Has Changed

I thought I’d write about how my life changed when I became a father.

But I can’t do it. I can’t lie.

Not a single thing about me or my lifestyle has changed one bit since I had kids.

The House That Dad Built

What’s the opposite of handy? Handless? That’s what I am.

I can barely hammer a nail. But having kids forces you to do things you wouldn’t normally do, like put together a complicated, 36-piece wooden playhouse you got from Lowe’s. Which is what I spent Sunday afternoon doing.

BECAUSE I LIKE SPENDING TIME WITH THEM!

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