With the Super Bowl just around the corner I decided to think back about all those lessons I learned playing football as a kid and see how they apply to fatherhood.
Sometimes what you originally had planned just isn’t going to work out. Continue reading 8 ways football taught me how to be a better dad.
I’m am the undefeated, 365-time reigning LRF Champion. I know the Living Room Floor wrestling league isn’t as popular as the WWE, but in our house it’s huge! The kids come from all corners of the house to take on the champ. They try to sneak attack, they try to double team, they even try to use toys as weapons but they are no match for Dadatello. The Grownup Mutant Ninja Dad gets the best of them every time! Continue reading Dadatello, the professional wrestler.
Training wheels exist for our protection. They give us a safe environment and keep us from great bodily harm. They also hold us back and are only designed to be temporary.
Our five year old had shown zero interest in learning to ride his bike without training wheels. Continue reading Lose Your Training Wheels
My second son loves train tracks. Specifically, riding over them in the car. You cannot believe how excited he gets to go over a train track. Every single time we go over a railroad crossing he acts like it’s the greatest moment of his life. The bumpier the crossing is the more he gets excited. My parents live a few counties over and we must cross over 5 crossings to get to their house. He times out the drive by how far away we are from the next railroad crossing. Continue reading Stop Talking
Yesterday we had the pleasure of having my wife home for dinner. I was able to play outside with two of our kids and she was inside with the other two making dinner. It was a nice change of pace for me and I really enjoyed getting to play some soccer with our oldest. Once we finally came inside and washed up for dinner I overheard my second oldest son, who stayed inside to help with dinner, call out to my oldest.
“Hey guess what? When mommy told me not to touch the pot, guess what I did?”
Continue reading Don’t touch
Wednesdays are early release days from school. Often when my oldest is getting home from kindergarten on Wednesdays at least one of the other 3 kids is still napping. The bus stop is just far enough away I don’t feel comfortable letting him walk home by himself yet and I feel awkward leaving a sleeping kid alone in the house. Thankfully my next door neighbor has a 1st grader and she will often walk our two boys back from the bus stop to help me out. Continue reading Don’t make me take my pants off
Have you ever lied about your age? As a kid and teenager I was always trying to look and act older. My best friend and I would regularly tell girls we would meet that we were a year or two older than we actually were. In turn we expected that girls were doing that to us as well and we had a “subtract at least two years” policy for whatever age a girl said she was. It was tricky at times because when we were 14 we couldn’t really say we were 16, or then we’d have to explain why we didn’t have our drivers license yet. And when we were 16 we couldn’t say we were 18 or it might come up that we couldn’t get into some 18 and up dance club. It’s a delicate balance to keep track of all your lies to strangers. At some point in life, however, the lie flips. No one wants to add years to their age, they are trying to take them off.
Continue reading Parents Are Wasting Time