Just a Dad 247- Best of 2014

This is the first year of Just a Dad 247 and we learned a couple of things; people think licking a toilet seat is funny and even my blog buddy Pat can get on the Today Show. To celebrate this first year we decided to take a look back at our five most popular posts.

#5. Pregnancy Announcement Shocks Parents– Pat and The Wife surprise their family with the announcement of their second child.

#4. Tree Bookshelf– Pat creates a Do-It-Yourself tree-bookcase for his first child. This is probably the best idea Pat has ever had.

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Ode to a Mustache

Harrison Mustache picMy older son shed a tear last night when I told him I was going to shave my Movember mustache. I asked him why and he said, “Because it’s awesome.” There is no doubt in the moments you know you’ve succeeded as a parent.

I told him his mother disagreed with his mustache stance and he would have to talk to her about it. “Call her,” he said. I was shocked at his decisiveness and that in his 5 years of life he had picked this particular topic to take a stand on. Who am I to judge? So I dialed and he pleaded to my wife’s voice-mail to retain his father’s facial hair. It was seven minutes of tears, made up facts, a diagram, and a promise that would never fly away. It was the best argument I have ever heard.

I told him that we would take a final picture so he would have a remembrance of my mustache. I also assured him that I would frame it and put it by his bed. It seems silly to promise something like that and not go through the simple actions of taking care of myself. My health doesn’t just affect me, it affects everyone who loves and cares about me. That’s a hard truth to hear because it forces me to ask more of myself. To me, Movember is about raising that awareness so we can keep some great dads in their children’s lives.

The mustache is gone and I need to look for a frame.

The Dad Brothers Go For a Walk

The Dad Brothers Go For a Walk

A nice walk outside has never failed to teach me something about life. Sometimes I learn a new little nuance of the world. Other times I learn that if you let your guard down, your two year old will choke you for fun while your hands are occupied tying their shoes.

Everyone needs to go for a “walk” sometimes and get away from the responsibilities that nag at us in the daily grind. Pat and I go on a yearly vacation with the four guys we lived with in college. We bicker and we moan and we love every moment of it. Why else would we keep doing it?

For a couple of days, the Dad Brothers are a plane ride away from their children and pretending they’re the same age as when they met. Meanwhile, Pat is wheezing up stairs and I am complaining about the restaurant booth hurting my back. Needless to say, we were the life of the party.

In college, we strove to be the life of the party. No one wanted to be the first one to go to sleep. Now, I want to take a nap and tell my pride to get back with me when I wake up. Having never been to Denver, CO., we were warned to wear sunscreen and drink plenty of water. I knew Pat would do neither of these things, so I nagged him relentlessly because he sweats like a shower and listens like my two year old.

I tease because I care.

Pat did great the first two days. On the third day, we got roasted in the bleachers of a baseball game. Our buddy Miller noticed Pat slumping. Since fake fainting resides in Pat’s comedy arsenal, we told him it wasn’t believable and to stop messing around. He did not answer. Pat was never that good of an actor.

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The Boy Who Cried iPad

meltdownMy youngest son has been going through a “phase.” I don’t know when these things start or if they ever end, but whenever this one feels like ending it’s welcome, too.

My wife and I were on our porch the other night speculating about the many reasons why our 2 y/o was acting like such a child. I generally blame teething and will continue to do so in to his teens. As if on cue, we hear the piercing scream of our youngest child. It was not the “I’m trying to get your attention” cry, it was a full on “My life in danger parents, assist me!”

We rushed to his room to find a hysterical mess. He sobbed as we asked repeatedly, “What is wrong?” We encouraged him to use his words, but then he began to wretch. We have rushed our children to the bathroom enough times to look like a well-oiled machine. We made it to the toilet puke-free and began the parent list of diseases we have recently seen on the news. It appeared as if nothing was wrong, but the extreme need with which he wailed sent my parenting radar off the grid.

He stood up. He sat down. He pulled out half a roll of toilet paper.

I said, “I want to help! Use your words, I can’t help if you don’t use your words!”

Through a desperate heave my youngest says, “Words.”

“Yes, words! Words. What is wrong?”

With a pitiful gasp he said, “hipab.”

“I don’t…”

“HIPAB!”

“What are you…”

“I PAB”

“iPad??”

“HIPAB!”

“Phase” doesn’t do justice for the boy who cried iPad. Then again “love” isn’t quite big enough either.

My Wife the Cheese Eating Vegan

Cheese eating vegan memeEating meat does not keep me up at night. I think I would be capable of hunting and gathering my family’s dinner in post-apocalyptic Texas. I also think, my two and four year old boys should make their own breakfast. I’m not sure which I’ll find the answer to first.

A while ago, my wife tells me at the dinner table she wants to be a vegan. My oldest son says, “What’s a began?” His younger brother also gave her a quizzical look while smearing ketchup in his hair.

“Vee, Vv. Vegan.” I replied.

“What’s that?” he puzzled.

Approaching age 5 my oldest son is starting to ask questions. He’s always done that, but now he’s actually remembering things that we have talked about before. It’s great, except that I have to be more creative about making snide remarks.

My wife interjected, “It’s a person who doesn’t eat meat, only yummy vegetables.”

He cocked one eyebrow and said, “Why?”

I took of bite of my chicken and nodded in agreement. I’m not against vegans; I’m against a house full of vegetables that my kids won’t eat. Maybe I’m a bad parent. Maybe my kids don’t like vegetables.

I said, “Ok, fine by me.”

She glared as if she had heard, “Fine by me if you want to quit eating delicious meat. You won’t make it till lunch. I’ll have a double baconator with cheese waiting for you.” (For the record, I did NOT say that and I do not appreciate feminine telepathy.) She knew that I had my reservations, but she assured me that she would fight the self-righteousness newly bestowed upon her and that I could eat all of the death-meat I wanted.

I never doubted her being able to give up meat. It’s the cheese. She knew by becoming a vegan she would have to give up delicious, stinky, funky, blow your socks off cheese. I love my wife dearly, but I have never known her to be a “stick-to-it” person. In nine years of marriage, she has purchased books for the South Beach, Adkins, Hollywood, Blood Type, and Morning Banana diets. I recently had a garage sale and I offered a dollar to anyone who would take them from me. There were no takers, but somehow I ended up with a copy of P90X to complete my collection. Continue reading

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6 DIY Mother’s Day Gift Ideas From Dads

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Mother’s Day is a great opportunity for Dads to get creative and make some homemade gifts that have that extra special touch of appreciation. We gathered some of the best posts from our fellow Dad Bloggers to give you some DIY gift ideas.

 

Mother’s Day Crafts: Eggceptionally Easy Tulip Garden

designerdaddyDad Blogger: Designer Daddy

If you have left over plastic eggs from Easter, Designer Daddy has a great way to recycle them instead of throwing them away. Here is a quick and easy craft that the kids can help with. Designer Daddy provides the easy steps and even a handy-dandy template for the “cutting-a-leaf-freehand-impaired.”

 

The Simplest, Easiest, Most Meaningful, Best Mother’s Day Gift Of All Time

dadcampDad Blogger: DadCAMP

A few weeks ago, DadCAMP’s wife dropped a gift hint by sharing a link to a great new Mother’s Day alternative to buying Hallmark cards each year. The idea was to create a Mom’s Book that can be used every year to would chronicle and preserve the “cards” from the kids. Read DadCAMP’s story and see his version of the Mom’s Book.

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Don’t Buy Another Mother’s Day Card

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How great would it be to not buy another Mother’s Day card that will probably end up in a box, on a shelf, or (eek) in the trash? What if you could make something super simple and amazing that Mom can keep forever and look at any time with every single Mother’s Day “card” all in one place?

Make a Mother’s Day Journal! It’s so brilliant, there is no way we would have come up with it!

MATERIALS

journal1*Journal
*Stickers or anything else you want to put on the cover and/or back
*Mod Podge (I like the antique)
*Foam brush

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