Ever since Tre was born, people have been telling us that he needs to be a baby model; and as soon as they spend 5 mins around Ty, we hear “he was born to be on TV”. At first, I just figured people were being kind, you know those are the type of things you’re supposed to say about kids. After hearing it time and time again, I reconsidered the validity of what friends, family, and complete strangers were saying and thought, maybe so. I went on a personal crusade to find a legit, reputable, modeling agency to represent the boys and needless to say, I came up empty on more than one occasion. But yesterday, I thought we hit gold with the American Mall Model Search; sadly, in the end, it turned out to be just another rip off (in my opinion). But this time, it wasn’t just Fefe & I who wasted our time and energy and got our hopes up for nothing; the kids were involved and lead to believe that they could be “stars”, and that pisses me off. When I started this search about a year ago, I did tons of research that allowed me to determine that something just wasn’t quite right with the American Mall Model Search and I’m thankful that I was able to spot it out and not waste any money or additional time. At the end of this post I’ll share some of the top things I’ve learned about the “industry” with you future Mommy & Daddy managers out there to hopefully save you some time & trouble.
A while back, I wrote about Ty using “bad dreams” as a way to gain entry into our bed at night; well, we solved that problem pretty easily and now if he has a bad dream, we know that it’s genuine. But as you all know, once you solve one problem another one is bound to pop up sooner or later. That new problem is Tre, I think he somehow picked up on how the bad dream thing was working out for Ty and decided to try his hand at it. I must admit, his scheme is working out a little better than Ty’s did. All Ty wanted was to get in our bed, but Tre wants his 40 acres and a mule!
Posted by Keith | Posted in Activities, Advice, Fefe, Ty | Posted on 27-10-2009
No, this post isn’t going to be about some newly discovered venereal disease that I contracted during a recent trip to Tijuana. I haven’t been to Tijuana in years, so that would be old news (I kid). Instead, this post is about turning even the smallest event into an educational opportunity that can be used to teach kids something new and exciting. These chances pop up every so often and if you’re not careful you can definitely miss them. So keep your creativity hats on at all times; because to the untrained eye, bodily fluids may not seem like the best tool to use for teaching a pre-schooler, but by putting a little spin on it, they can learn something new and have fun doing it.
Posted by Keith | Posted in Activities, Play Stories, Tre | Posted on 22-10-2009
Tre is 21 months old and surprises me every day with something new that he’s learned. The kid is like a sponge, just soaking up anything that comes his way and I couldn’t be happier. For the past month or so, he has been working on mastering his ABC’s and numbers (up to 10) and he has them down pact, recently he learned his colors and can pick out any color block or crayon that you ask him to and tell you what that color is. A few days ago when I came home, he read me a book. This was a shocker, because for once I didn’t have to read the same book 20 million times in a row. Instead he brought the book to me and said “readabook”, as I began reading he turned around, put his finger to his mouth and shhh’d me. I was baffled so I just shut up & to my surprise, he took over. Picking out a few words from each page and then saying the associated animal sound. I was impressed to say the least, but his most recent educational endeavor is just down right scary.
This one is going to be pretty short, but after the last post, I needed to write a feel good story to brighten the mood of the site. As you guys know, in order to obtain a feel good story, I have to look no further than my own kids. Yesterday, Ty and I were playing and he noticed a blue dot on my foot and asked what it was. I wasn’t exactly sure what it was, it looked like a spec of dirt or something that I picked up from the floor. So I did the most logical thing, I made something up. Now I could have been like any normal parent and just told him that it was some dirt or lent from the floor and kept it moving. But where would the fun be in that right? So instead, I fabricated a story about the origins of the blue dot, which led to a 30 minute battle of wits between Ty and myself. Why am I matching wits with a 5 year old? Because it’s great bonding time and listening to his logic is hysterical.
This is gonna be a tough one to write; not so much because of myself, but more so for Fefe. But she felt it was necessary, as did I, that we spread the word and express some valuable information regarding the IUD & pregnancy, that we’ve come across by being put in a not so ideal situation. In short, for those of you that found this post specifically for that information: yes, you can become pregnant with an IUD inserted AND yes, it can produce false negative results for your pregnancy test!!! Now if you’d like to learn more read on, if not, I hope the information serves you well. For my regular readers, don’t fret, there is a good story to be told here and although it is a difficult subject, I tried to make it somewhat entertaining. So here we go.
Fefe’s body and contraceptives have had a long going feud for the past few years. Maybe I shouldn’t say feud, maybe I should just say “misunderstanding”. It’s like they can play nice together for a year or two and then they get into an argument or something and all hell breaks loose, with the outcome being a brand new unplanned bundle of joy. In the past, this massive “misunderstanding” between Fefe’s body and the contraceptives has happened not once (Ty), but twice (Tre). Each time while using a different method that was supposedly 99.9999999% effective. Okay, maybe not that many 9’s but still, you get the point. How could something that is supposed to be so good at its job screw up two times in a row? I thought lightning didn’t strike twice. Well apparently it can strike twice, and can also strike a third time as well!
Guess what folks; I got interviewed about this blog! How cool is that? I think it’s awesome. The good folks over at Black Unlimited contacted me and expressed their fondness for Daddy’s Fish Bowl and requested the opportunity to ask me a few questions about the blog. Well you know me, being the media whore that I am, I couldn’t resist. It was a fun experience and I’m very thankful for the opportunity to participate. I can already see the jealousy in Oprah’s eyes because she didn’t get this exclusive interview! I foresee her kicking herself for many moons to come about missing this opportunity, lol.
Well, here’s the link to the interview, I hope you enjoy! Blog Spotlight – Daddy’s Fish Bowl
While you’re there, please feel free to checkout all of the other great content that the site has to offer. They have feature interviews with photographers, designers, and even film makers. There’s something for everyone so enjoy.
I’m really big on nicknames for the kids; part of the naming process when we have children is to ensure that a ready made nickname is available. This is partly because growing up, I never had a nickname. I was always plain ol Keith! Keith, Keith, Keith, do you know how boring that is? I desperately wanted to be called something else; I thought it would be so cool to write “keith” on my homework, but have people refer to me by some other name (no, jackass wouldn’t have worked). But alas, that was not the case; I was Keith and only Keith, so I vowed that once I had kids, I would ensure that a nickname was built in somehow. This is a vow that I’ve so far kept and one that is now coming back to haunt me.
Fefe & I have 3 anniversaries: our wedding day, the day of the proposal, and the day we met. Why we have 3 is beyond me, but I guess that’s the price you pay being married to a beautiful woman. Once we got married, she told me that I didn’t have to remember the proposal anniversary anymore if I didn’t want to. But that just sounds like entrapment to me, you know, I forget and then land myself in the dog house for the next week. So today, October 12, 2009 we celebrate the 2 year anniversary of the day that ruined (I joke) enhanced my life forever. In the spirit of celebration, I present to you my first unofficial blog post ever! It was taken from my Facebook notes and describes how I orchestrated the proposal. Enjoy!
My Dad has been down visiting for about 1 week now and surprisingly the kids haven’t broken him yet. I think he’s close, but he’s still hanging in there. It takes a special kind of person to be able to deal with the high energy output and shenanigans of my kids and so far he’s holding up to the task. Keeping up with these kids is tough for me, so I can only imagine the burden that’s placed on an old fart like my Dad (let’s see if he reads this post). He has given baths, been shot with Nerf bullets unexpectedly, and has cooked food only to have it thrown on the floor. He’s been to numerous parks, participated in foot races, and played basketball & football for the first time in probably 30 years. But none of these hardships compare to his greatest battle of conquering the heart of a little guy named Tre. For some reason, the boy has a love/hate relationship with my Dad. Its so funny to watch and due to my Dad’s resilience it’s quickly turning into a love/love relationship.