I thought I was having a bad morning this morning. My cold/flu is finally breaking and I woke up with one of those stuffy headaches that makes you want to crawl back under the covers. Then my two year old came running into the room with his face pulled down in his “unhappy” expression. He […]

We’ve been having a heck of a time getting our two year old to eat. He’s about as stubborn as it gets when it comes to food. It’s not that he doesn’t like to eat, it’s that he wants to do it on his own terms. Unfortunately, this means he just wants to eat junk […]

Some of you have no doubt been thinking, thanks to my previous tale, that I’m incompetent when it comes to administering a time out. Last night, it was my wife’s turn. The little guy put her through the ringer, refusing to put on his pajamas (or allow them to be put on) no matter what […]

I’m starting to think that maybe time-out isn’t such a great punishment, after all. It generally works pretty well, but when it doesn’t, it really doesn’t. You may remember this little episode. Well, the other night I found myself in another tough spot. N didn’t want to go to bed. I mean he really didn’t […]

During our first go round with potty training, we quickly came to the realization that cleaning a training potty is a truly unpleasant job. In fact, I only did it once before heading out to the store to by a kid seat that fit on the regular toilet. Flushing is infinitely preferable to scrubbing. Kids […]

This is a look back to what was one of the final duels between N & myself. Fortunately, he chose his weapon poorly. This tale was published in the Seminole Chronicle. Click here to read it! Keywords: Strangely Serious, Battle, Spoons Related Tales: Battle! and N Update

The Candlelight Processional at Epcot is really worth seeing. It’s an outdoor concert featuring an orchestra, the Disney singers, and a massed choir. There’s a narrator at the center of the whole thing telling the Christmas story. The narration is delivered a couple lines at a time, separated by Christmas music. The only odd thing […]

C was (and is) a fighter. If he wants something (or doesn’t want to do something), he’ll go right up against you and not back down. I’ve seen him match grownups (myself included) shout for shout. Once defeated, however, he moves on to the next thing. With his little brother, well… things are different. The […]

I was slow getting out of bed this morning. When I finally did grumble into the kitchen, my youngest greeted me by shouting “I’m the Daddy!” For those not keeping track, he’s two years old. “You’re the daddy?” I asked, “then who am I?” He thought about it for a second and then announced “you’re […]

Taking a two year old to a public restroom is really not that difficult a task. However, when I am the one who needs to use the facilities, things get more challenging. First off, I’m not a fan of having them in the stall with me. I suppose I shouldn’t be so squeamish, but I […]