Like me, I’m sure you have found strange personality quirks in your children. I’ve already documented my youngest son’s obsession with DVDs – not watching them, but playing with the actual disks. His obsession is weird, annoying, and expensive, but probably not as frustrating as my two-year-old daughter’s obsession with writing instruments and causing as much destruction as possible with them.
I know as parents, we often hear about how our kids are supposed to be embarrassed by the things that we do. However, not much ever gets reported about how our kids embarrass us.
To demonstrate that this phenomenon does, in fact, exist, I am presenting the five stages of parenting embarrassment and how I came to realize the existence of each stage when taking the kids to the library last week.
The post title asks the question I have now asked Clare (age 1) several times this past week. Of course, she is being stubborn and refusing to answer. So, maybe you can help me. Does anyone know why sliced turkey (and many other staple meal items) are seemingly inedible when on the high chair tray, but suddenly become delicious after they have been thrown onto the kitchen floor? Continue reading
I am going to start with a brief update regarding my knee, but then quickly move onto more entertaining news (i.e. stories about my kids). I know that the last post was a little bit of a whine-fest, and I’ve done plenty more whining about it offline (just ask the wife), so no need to repeat here. To the point, I have a bucket-handle tear of my right medial meniscus (cartilage in the knee). It requires surgery to remove the torn region as that part of the meniscus cannot typically be repaired due to a lack of blood flow. Continue reading