Do you guys have any idea what is happening on Aug 6th, 2011? No, well let me fill you in: this blog is turning 2 years old!!! How cool is that right? To celebrate the 2nd blogiversary of Daddy’s Fish Bowl, I’m hosting my very first giveaway to show my appreciation to you guys for all of your support, comments, advice, laughs, tears…pretty much everything that you, the reader, has done for this blog. I appreciate it all and want to celebrate by giving back. Since this is a blog focused primarily on kids, I thought the perfect prize to give away would be a $25 gift card to Toys R Us. I mean seriously, who doesn’t love Toys R Us? It’s where a kid can be a kid. I know a lot of my readers don’t have kids, but don’t fret; Toys R Us has things for big kids too, so you’ll definitely want to participate in this giveaway as well. I’m extremely excited to be hosting this giveaway and can’t wait to find out the winner, who will be selected on Aug 6th 2011. The rules of the giveaway are listed below; check them out and have fun, good luck to all of you.
A long time ago I wrote a post called The Name Game, it was about ensuring my kids had built in nicknames and some of the difficulties that such a task entailed. Well I’m happy to report that nearly 2 yrs later, I’m finally received those cool points that I wrote about oh so long ago. Tre finally, knows and responds to his nickname, he enjoys having a nickname and prefers people to use it. YES!!! Goal achieved, this is exactly what I never had as a child, and now both of my kids are enjoying the perk that I was denied as a child. Only problem is, I now have the HARDEST time calling Tre by his nickname.
I know a lot of my readers are good samaritans, and just as I do, enjoy giving back and helping others. That’s why today’s post will highlight a great opportunity to do exactly that, a chance to open your doors and provide a great summer experience for a child who otherwise wouldn’t be able to have any time away from home during their summer break. The Fresh Air Fund is a non profit agency that has provided free summer vacations to more than 1.7 million New York City children from low-income communities. WOW, that’s amazing, 1.7 million kids? They have been operational since 1877 and continue to expand each year. The Fresh Air Fund is in need of host families in rural or suburban areas to sponsor a child for as little as a two week period. During this time, the family would have the opportunity to meet and get to know the child and provide them with a much needed break from the day to day hustle and bustle of inner city life. Currently, the program operates in 13 northeastern states from Virginia to Maine and Canada.
I’ve looked at my Google Analytics, so I know that a lot of my readers are from these areas, hopefully some of you will participate in this great opportunity, it truly appears to be a mutually beneficial program for both the children who participate as well as the generous host families. For those of you who don’t fall into the 13 state operating realm, there are other ways to take action and be a part of the Fresh Air Fund. In addition to the host family portion of the program, the Fresh Air Fund also facilitates free summer camps for inner city children. As you can imagine, running a camp for 3,000 kids requires quite a bit of capital, so if you can’t become a host family, please consider donating. Your funds will go a long way in putting smiles on kids faces and becoming the highlight of their summer vacation.
For more information, please visit the Fresh Air Fund website at the following address: http://freshairfundhost.org/ . If you are considering becoming a host family, please act fast, as interviews are currently ongoing.
How many of you know someone who is genuinely funny? I mean someone whose jokes literally make you keel over with laughter. They’re good people to have around right? These types of people can turn a bad day around with a few simple words. When they’re around, a smile is bound to be landing on your face within minutes. A person who can tell a good joke won’t find themselves with a shortage of friends very often, and for good reason. But what about those friends who attempt to be funny and just fail at it miserably? The people who couldn’t tell a good joke if there was a chicken and a road right in front of them (wait a minute, considering that last joke, am I one of those people?) That’s neither here nor there, this isn’t about me. No, instead, it’s about a little boy, a 3 year old little boy who I’m afraid is incapable of telling a joke. In my expert funny accountant opinion, I’d say he’s a class 5 bad joke teller. We all know that those classified as class five, are destined to live a life of being laughed at instead of laughed with. It hurts my heart that my very own little boy is walking down such a humiliating road, but without forking over thousands on improv comedy classes, I’m afraid there’s nothing I can do. If things continue in this manner, Tre may never know the joy of being able to make people laugh.
So Ty has been back for over a week now and I can honestly say that he definitely can tell that we missed him. From the time we picked him up at the airport until the time he went sleep that first night, you would have thought that all four of us were glued together at the hip. Activity after activity, game after game, discussion after discussion, it was all Ty, all the time. That first day, you would have thought we were the perfect ideal family, all smiling faces and loving gestures. Then the sunset, the moon came out and I swear those kids turned into werewolves overnight. The fighting, bickering, and competition picked up right where it left off, and that’s when I knew, that our family was back to normal. Read on to hear more about that magical event filled day that Ty came back home to his family. Check back next week to read about the days that followed, once the parade paraphinala was taken down and the cameras stopped rolling. Today, you get the happily ever after fairy tale, next week you get the nightmare!
I’m just going to be blunt here; Tre is a toddler sexist. I have to call it how I see it, even if that means bashing my own flesh n blood. The sad part is, I blame myself. Well not really, but whenever something goes wrong with a child, everybody rushes to blame the parents, so I figured I’d beat you guys to it. Apparently he’s been this way his entire life and I’m just now realizing it. Maybe deep down I’ve always known the truth, but did my best to suppress it in hopes that it would go away. However, lately, it has become undeniable; his blatant sexism and total disregard for the opposite sex is now too much to ignore. You may be wondering how is it possible that a toddler, a child so pure, so innocent could be labeled something as harsh as a sexist. Well it’s really pretty simple; he feels that the male persuasion is superior in every way, shape, and form (his words, not mine). How do I know this you say? I know this because Tre refuses to utilize feminine pronouns to address individuals belonging to the female gender. To Tre, everything is he, his, or him, regardless of the sex of the person he’s referring to. I don’t know about you, but to me that seems pretty sexist.
Today, Ty returns!!!! In a mere few hours, Ty will be hopping off of a plane and joining us in Minneapolis. Some of you may not know, but that moment will signify the end of a very tumultuous time period for the cast members of Daddy’s Fish Bowl. If you’re a little in the dark, you may want to read: The Family-less Family Man, When Doom Turns To Gloom, and When Doom Turns To Gloom ***Update***. Needless to say, it’s been a bumpy few months for our family and the return of Ty signifies the end of this horrible chapter in our family’s fairy tale. As you all know, fairy tales have no sad endings, so this story is full of excitement and hope. When we had to go our separate ways and be apart from Ty, we left with a bang; so from the moment he hops off of that plane, the fire will reunite.