“Oh, you think the twos are bad?! Just wait until they hit three! They’re even worse!” Just wait, they said. It’ll be bad, they said. Who are “they”? Try every parent I ever encountered in the last three years. And ya know what? THEY WERE RIGHT. I feel like I’m walking on eggshells, or through a mine field, at all times. It’s a matter of when not if a tantrum is coming. Because OH IT’S COMING and it’s coming STRONG. You see Al Bundy over there on the right? That’s how I look pretty much at all times when at home. With less hair, because, ya know, balding. Continue reading
We’re getting set to embark on our first vacation as a family of four. I’m looking forward to it as much as I’m dreading the fact that I’m gonna need like a week vacation from the vacation to recover. When I was a kid, going on vacation was the best thing ever. I mean, we got to pack in the car, drive to some far away land, and run wild for a week or two. Play on the beach, hike in the mountains, swim in the ocean or a lake. It was paradise.
Now? It takes a week to just prepare to go on vacation for a week. Budgeting our money, planning meals, planning outings, and making sure we have enough room to in the car for the over-packing we’re sure to do. Oh, and of course there’s the packing for ourselves and the kids.
So, with that beings said, I present to you: Ways vacation differs as a kid vs. with kids. Continue reading
As a parent, I have developed many pet-peeves in the last three-plus years. People cursing around my kids, unsolicited parenting advice, and most recently: people with no kids complaining to me about just how tired they are…
I get it, you lead a busy life, you have an active social life. That’s cool. I used to do the same thing as you. Random nights during the week, I would be out at the bars with friends. Or going out to dinner and staying out late. Staying up until 4 am just because I didn’t feel like going to sleep. I made my own sleep schedule and if I was tired, it was typically my own fault. Now? If I get no sleep, which I never do, it isn’t caused by my body not wanting to sleep, or me staying up for no reason. The reason is because I have kids that like to wake up randomly throughout the night, wake up early every morning, sleep in my bed, and a myriad other reasons.
I figured that once we got to the point in time where Maddie was sleeping through the night, things at night would become–what’s the word I’m looking for?–settled, I guess? Routine. The same from night-to-night. I mean, Sophia sleeps in her own bed, Maddie has her crib, so things should be normal and we all sleep well, right? Yeah, NO.
See, here’s the thing: We are simultaneously dealing with two nighttime issues that are causing us, well me a lot of the times, to lose sleep. I’ve become zombie dad in the middle of the night. I have no idea how I do what I do. I’m literally a Walker when the time arises for me to get out of bed and handle these issues. What are these “issues”, you ask? Continue reading
The question comes often. I’ve learned to expect it. I don’t believe we’ll ever stop being asked it and that’s okay. But, I want to throw this answer out there for all future inquiries. What is the question I’m talking about? Simple.
“Are you going to keep trying until you have a boy???”
I can honestly say that my answer is no. Yes, there was a time that I hoped I’d have a son. Most men will tell you that they would love to have a son. I was one of them for quite some time. Who was I going to pass my useless knowledge of sports on to? Who was I going to teach to throw a football, play baseball, and do all the silly and stupid things I’ve learned and done throughout my life?
I’ll tell you who. Sophia and Maddie. Continue reading
Life as a dad has its share of ups and downs. The ups far outweigh the downs and honestly, the downs make those smile-making, laugh-inducing moments all that much better. There have been so many moments, especially recently that I could categorize as my favorite moments as a father that it’s hard to pick just one to talk about. I mean, honestly, the majority of my posts are about those moments. If you want to read about them, I’ve got three-and-a-half years worth of posts for you to read!
Lately, though, it’s the little moments that have brought a smile to my face. Watching Sophia learn and excel at gymnastics on a weekly basis. Watching her go from not knowing how to do a front roll to rolling ALL OVER THE HOUSE brings me immense joy. Watching Maddie learn how to crawl and now move at the speed of light around the house is amazing. I fear that, soon enough, the gates will not be able to hold her back.
As a dad to two little girls, I love experiencing the firsts in their lives. I’ll never forget the day Sophia took her first steps or the day she said her first words. There is just something about the firsts that are unforgettable and amazing. This past weekend, we had a few firsts for both the girls. And they were both fantastic, in their own right.
Maddie, at nine-months, finally started crawling. Of course, I wasn’t in the room when it happened. I was in the shower. Go figure, right? I walk downstairs to Sarah sitting on the floor with Maddie and she tells me to watch the video she sent me. What was it? Maddie crying, then crawling! Continue reading