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Go with the flow…

But keep your plunger handy.

Stark Raving Dad

  • Seriously, what’s wrong with eating??  It’s one of the basics of life!  But my kids seem to find anything and everything wrong with any morsel of food that’s put in front of them.  And I’m not talking the gross veggie stuff.  I’m talking pizza, hot dogs, chicken nuggets, noodles… even french fries!  C’mon?!!  What gives?? Honestly, I don’t know.  This seams to be a common problem among parents — figuring out something their kids will actually

Stark Raving Dads are formed in the fiery forges of constant motion and catastrophe. With kids – we learn we may never have a free moment again, Mom no longer appreciates our sarcastic humor, and that we weren’t completely ready. But you are not alone! There are millions of Stark Raving Dads just like you – utilizing a strong sense of self-preservation, and conveniently overlooking loaded diapers.

 

This blog is my chance to share with other Stark Raving Dads. Its also a great spot to “test drive” new poems, spotlight the “challenges” of fatherhood, and ignore the peanut butter smudges on my armrests. My parental control is being tested everyday… and it all happens – right here!

  • Seriously, what’s wrong with eating??  It’s one of the basics of life!  But my kids seem to find anything and everything wrong with any morsel of food that’s put in front of them.  And I’m not talking the gross veggie stuff.  I’m talking pizza, hot dogs, chicken nuggets, noodles… even french fries!  C’mon?!!  What gives?? Honestly, I don’t know.  This seams to be a common problem among parents — figuring out something their kids will actually eat.  I think what makes it most frustrating though, is the shifting parameters.  You never know from one day to the next, what they’ll be willing to ingest.  In my case, the extreme irritation stems from pizza… yup, plain ol’ cheese pizza!  Cheese pizza has been rejected for being “too cheesy”, “too saucy”, “too lumpy”, “too many brown spots”, “too thin”, “too thick”, “too crusty”, and even “too mysterious!” (In this last case, I believe a piece of mushroom ended up on their cheese......

  • A funny thing happened to start the new year.   One of my well-intentioned New Year’s Resolution has actually led to something better(a first!!)… which is trying to go for a run in the early morning hours.  When I mentioned I was planning to hit the pavement and get in shape – my wife actually guffawed.  I believe her actual words were “like that’s actually gonna happen!” Well, guess what, my oldest son stepped up to the plate.  He decided he’d go running with me in the mornings.  And not only that, he’s been the one getting us outside each morning at 6:30.  Frankly, I wouldn’t have thought it possible.  And more importantly, he’s been more zealous about making sure we get out there.  (i’m pretty sure I would have missed the last three sessions) Now, I don’t want anybody to think this is some superior “Dad”ing talk… or preaching… cuz It’s definitely not.  BUT I’ve discovered as we’re jogging(actually,......

Stark Raving Dads are formed in the fiery forges of constant motion and catastrophe. With kids – we learn we may never have a free moment again, Mom no longer appreciates our sarcastic humor, and that we weren’t completely ready. But you are not alone! There are millions of Stark Raving Dads just like you – utilizing a strong sense of self-preservation, and conveniently overlooking loaded diapers.

 

This blog is my chance to share with other Stark Raving Dads. Its also a great spot to “test drive” new poems, spotlight the “challenges” of fatherhood, and ignore the peanut butter smudges on my armrests. My parental control is being tested everyday… and it all happens – right here!

RESPONSIBILITY ARRIVES ON THE

WINDS OF DIAPER CHANGE.

Stark Raving Dad