If you missed part 1, read it here.
Ty’s first day of kindergarten was filled with highs and lows (the lows can all be attributed to Fefe). There was excitement as well as sadness and a little bit of anger mixed in too. Most kindergarten first days run pretty smoothly, ours resulted in us getting kicked out of the school. Read on to hear all about it.
Take No Prisoners Attitude?
Today is the first day of school for Ty, he’s been waiting for this day to come for quite some time now, it’s so funny seeing how eager he is to go to school because you & I both know how naive he’s being. A few years from now, he’ll replace his enthusiasm for going to school with intense efforts to come up with top notch excuse to stay home one extra day. The first day of school was always exciting, I loved it. The new clothes, seeing old friends & making new ones, it was great. Unfortunately, great didn’t last very long. The first day of school was the second best day of the school year, only losing out to the last day of school! But for me, that first day euphoria always quickly wore off. I wonder how long it will last for Ty.
I can vividly remember my first day of kindergarten and I honestly don’t recall my Dad being there. He probably had to work or something, but it still resonates in my memory banks that only my Mom was present on such an important day in my life. I’m ensuring that Ty doesn’t have that same memory; I’ll be there front & center this morning walking right by his side as he travels a path which will undoubtedly become the bane of his existence for the next 13 years! When he grows up, he won’t only remember his mom sobbing because her little boy is growing up, as I do. He’ll have another facet to that treasured memory, he’ll remember his Dad there smiling ever so proud, cheering him on. Saying “go on son, today you take baby steps towards becoming a man!” What he won’t know is that his Dad has ulterior motives. That his Dad is smiling because this is the first day on a long journey, a journey that 13yrs from now results in the boy leaving, going out on his own & me getting my house back!
So I totally meant to post this yesterday before leaving to take Ty to school, but through all the excitement, I forgot. So to make it up to you, I’m giving you part 1 & 2 in the same day, how’s that for a bargain! Click here to read part 2 which recaps the trials and tribulations of Ty’s first day of school.
A Quarter Can Change The World
Allow me to take you back, back in time to a place when things were much much simpler. Close your eyes for a moment and imagine…wait a minute, if you close your eyes, how can you read this post? Okay scratch that, keep your eyes open and imagine your oh so wonderful childhood, when you had not a care in the world. Ah the good ole days right, a bag of chips cost 25 cents, summer actually meant 2 entire months of freedom. Yeah, life was a lot easier back then and as much as we’d like to stay young forever, it’s not very feasible. However, when there are kids around, you can be forever young, reliving your special memories through them. That’s what happened to me the other day, Tre made a comment that showed my exactly how simplistic his world view is and it’s been the highlight of my week, possibly the whole month.
Yesterday was a day filled with many different emotions for me. Who knew one simple event could create such a range of feelings in one individual. Throughout the workday, anticipation built up to an all time high. After work, knowing that this outing was growing ever closer, eagerness began to creep in. During the short drive to our destination, eagerness turned to excitement; once we arrived I was in total bliss giddy as a school girl. Shortly after however, things went really bad, really quick. I’m talking stage diving and no one catches you bad. It didn’t take long for me to realize that I had made a huge mistake.
Me & My Babies Before I Had Real Babies
For the past three years, something has been missing in my life. I’ve tried to tuck it away and forget my secret desires, but all of that hard work was ruined today; because for the first time in over three years, I rode a motorcycle. The adrenaline is still pumping through my body as I type; I literally just got off of the sexy beast less than 30 minutes ago. It was great, the wind was blowing, I felt as if I was one with the road, and felt alive. As I sat down to write a blog post for your reading pleasure, I found myself with a horrible case of writer’s block. Not because I had nothing to say, or because I couldn’t put the witty words together to create a humorous tale for you guys; but because all I could think about was the thrill that I had just received from revving the engine on that motorcycle. Then, just like that, it hit me; something inside me said “hey stupid, the kids are the reason that you got rid of your bike, talk about that”. When those little voices (notice the pluralization) inside of my head command, I obey. So let’s talk about the sacrifice and maturity that come along with parenthood.
This Has Got To Stop
Last night I tweeted a tweet that went a little something like this: “Silly Bandz are ruining the world, yes the world! The children are the future and Silly Bandz are corrupting them, therefore the world is doomed!” I meant every word of that statement and I stand by it. The things I’ve seen in association with these simple rubber bands have been enough to make a sane man check himself into Bellevue and never come out. You want to know why the Swine Flu pandemic never happened, well it’s because the Bandz pandemic took over first. I’ve seen frightening things people, and in an effort to educate you on the fight against Silly Bandz, I will share those memories that I fought so hard to repress, putting myself through pain and anguish all for the greater good of mankind.
Should of got me an iPad for Father's Day
So yesterday was Father’s Day huh? The one day of the year were Dads around the world are given unanimous appreciation for their efforts as father’s. For me, Father’s Day is always a great and special day (because I love getting gifts, lol). However, this Father’s Day ended in pain and suffering and with me being all alone. That description sounds somewhat similar to the type of information that I was receiving from my Twitter timeline and Facebook feed, It appears that Father’s Day isn’t a great holiday for everyone, I witnessed a lot of male bashing, which is probably well deserved, but it definitely showed me The Good, The Bad, & The Ugly of Father’s Day. Since, my day started off great, but didn’t end in the same fashion, it seems like that good, bad, and ugly trend that I noticed on social media in reference to Father’s Day isn’t only restricted to bad Dads.
Let me start off by stating that I HATE THE DENTIST! There I said it! If you’re a dentist reading this blog, I’m sorry, but we could never be friends (don’t stop reading the blog though, lol). Dentists perform hate crimes against humanity and I refuse to subject myself willingly to their torture. I took the stance that I would never subject my kids to the demented hands of a dentist either; luckily I have a level headed wife who vetoed my ruling. Yesterday was Tre’s first visit to the dentist and it appears that he’ll be following in his Daddy’s footsteps. He wasn’t too pleased, and surely let it be known during his visit.
When it comes to parenting, working Dads get screwed, as do working Moms. Now that I think about it, Stay At Home Parents can possibly be getting screwed too. So I guess I should have named this post “Everyone Gets Screwed”, but then it would have sounded like a porno entry and that’s not exactly the first thought you want in your head when coming to a Daddy Blog. Therefore, since I’m a working Dad, we’ll just keep it at how us working Dads get screwed out of quality time with our kids.
Tre is ready to combat the Swine Flu
Some of you may have noticed the lack of posts last week, well that’s because we were all sick. Wait, let me rephrase that; my entire family was sick, and I was stuck taking care of them. That of course led to me being sick towards the end of the week. Fun times right? It’s always like that in our house, sickness is a domino effect. Once one person gets a cold, it spreads like wildfire to each member of our household until it has crippled each and every last one of us. No matter what we do to try and prevent it, there is no stopping the wrath of sickness! I have a few tips that may be able to help you, avoid the domino effect. In our home they never work completely, but I do think that they contribute to a quicker recovery.
