For the past few weeks I have been coaching soccer once a week through our community association. It is run by parent volunteers, some of whom get sucked into coaching. The first year they get you by asking for assistant coaches to just help out and cover off the “real” coaches when they are on vacation. At the end of the year they ask you to store some nets – then you have to come back because if you don’t bring the nets back, the poor kiddies won’t have any nets to kick the ball towards. [Read more…]
Buttons and the kids who push them
I am a parent and I have buttons. Not just the ones on my shirts or that prevent my pants from falling off, no I also have the harder to see ones that my kids are so good at identifying. Some days I think they are humming the button factory song.
Hello my name is Joe and I work in a button factory
I have a house, and a dog, and a family
One day, my boss said to me, “Hey Joe, are you busy?”
I said, “No”.
He said “Turn the button with your left hand.” [Read more…]
To start things off I would like to thank Joyce McFadden for her piece in the Huffington Post on this same topic.
I have two little girls and my wife and I have always referred to all of their body parts by their anatomical names with one early error that we need to correct. We taught them that their external genitalia is called a vagina, when we should have said vulva. This article has reminded me that I need to correct this. We read the Bare Naked Book by Kathy Stinson with them as toddlers to help them learn the names of their body parts.
Uncomfortable Talking About Sex
I know for many dads the topic of the sexuality of their little girls is an uncomfortable one. [Read more…]
My Fother’s Day banner! In addition to my banner I was given some great presents, lots of hugs and kisses and brunch. The best part though was listening to the excited chatter as they did their best to be quiet and let me sleep in…
Fatherhood vs. Being a Dad
My father had a little sculpture of a boy and his dad standing by a tree and “Any man can be a father, it takes a special man to be a Dad” was written on the base. I first became a father when I was a teenager to twins that we placed for adoption. Those kids are now 22 years old and I am not, nor have I ever been their dad. I know a little about who they are today. I also know that other than my biological role I have played no role in who they have become.
I became a Dad for the first time six and a half years ago and in a matter of months I will become a dad for the third time. [Read more…]