If you missed part one of this troubled tale, head on over and read it so you’ll have some context for the funny part 2 of this post!
As if the shame of enacting the Santa ClausE wasn’t weighing heavily enough on my conscious, Tre decided to jump in and be my assistant authority figure. My assistant seemed to take much more pleasure in the naughty list punishment than I did however. Typically, I don’t let the kids get involved in repercussions of each others disciplinary actions, but when Tre decided to ensure that Ty knew exactly what was looming over his head, I let it go.
December is here and boy did it come around quick this year. As most of you may know, December is my month of the year; although, that may change now that I’m back in a cold climate area. But Christmas is in December and it’s my favorite holiday, there for December wins “Month Of The Year Award” time and time again. We usually kick off our holiday rituals by going to pick out our Christmas tree together, this year we were able to do something a little different. Instead of going to just pick out our tree, we actually picked it out and cut it down ourselves. What an adventure that was; luckily we all survived and no one injured any vital organs and came back with all limbs intact.
Now that Black Friday is behind us, let’s take a look at some gift ideas that are sure to win over the hearts of your loved ones. Our 3rd annual Holiday Gift Guide Week will feature separate guides for preschoolers, elementary schoolers and gadgets (courtesy of The Gallant). The gift guides will feature some items that the boys already own, as well as items that we plan to purchase for them this Christmas. The items are in no special order, they are all gifts that I find interesting and think the kids will enjoy playing with. Please feel free to add items to the list in the comment section, or if you already own a particular item, share your experience with it. I hope you enjoy, talk to you soon.
Growing up I didn’t really understand or value the true meaning of Thanksgiving. To me, it was all about the over abundance of good food & a few extra days off from school, that’s all that really mattered. Sure I had a ton of things to be grateful for: I live in a household with both of my parents, we lived in the better part of the bad side of town (if that makes any sense), and I had a Mom that dedicated every inch of her being to making sure that I had a better life than she did. You see back then, I know all of those things, I guess I just felt that I was entitled to them and didn’t count them as blessings.
Listen up people, I’m about to let you in on the United States best kept secret, matter of fact, screw that, this is probably the best kept secret of the entire world!!! All of the various world organization leaders have had this knowledge for quite some time and decided to withhold it from you, for fear that you would not be able to process and accept the magnitude that this secure holds. But you know what? I am here and i am not afraid, I’m am standing up to my oppressors and telling them that I will not stand for it any longer, I know the truth and so should my peers! So if they won’t tell you, I most certainly will. Today is a world wide holiday that has been suppressed by the powers that be for many years. This day, November 9th, should be sang out from the mountain tops as a joyous occasions, yet it passes by each year with only a mention of it being the day that the first issue of Rolling Stone Magazine was published (1962). Well I say NO MORE, I am breaking the boundaries and letting the people know of the significance that this day holds!!! Follow me people, learn the truth, which has been hidden from you for so many years!
We all fear getting old & decrypted, to varying degrees. Weather you are petrified or merely a little concerned about getting old, the fact remains that it’s an inevitable fact of life. One of the major consequences of aging is the fact that us elderly folks are constantly under the threat of being replaced by younger, quicker, sleeker versions of ourselves. When getting up in age, It is completely natural to be paranoid about a youngster taking your job, significant other, or even your competitive edge away from you. But at age 7, what would one have to be afraid of in relation to aging and the younger generation?
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.
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!
If you missed part 1 of this lovely two part post, head over here now to check it out.
The View Of Our First Destination
So yesterday I explained to you guys how the love of my life is pretty much a low down dirty filthy liar. Some of you may expect this post to detail the terms of our pending divorce. I mean, how can one man remain married to a woman so unscrupulous as Fefe? Someone who would lie and deceive her husband, someone who would do whatever it takes to pull one over on him and execute the perfect Father’s Day surprise? Well I guess all things considered, those crimes aren’t that bad. It terms of unforgivable martial offenses, what Fefe did would rank somewhere between adultery and having a donkey porn fetish. So I guess I’ll keep her around a bit longer. She did provide me with the best weekend that I’ve had in quite some time after all. The woman outdid herself this year and now that I’ve toyed with you long enough, let’s get into the particulars surrounding Father’s Day 2011.
Father’s Day just passed and luckily, this year, we made it through without any blunt head force trauma, crying, or disappointment. If you’re a bit confused, you may recall last year’s Father’s Day Tragedy and oh what a tragedy it was. Anytime you have swinging golf clubs connecting with human skulls, you’re pretty much destined for a tragedy of some sort. But that’s not what we’re here to talk about today. Today, we’re hear to discuss the 2011 Father’s Day Tragedy! Before you get your box of Kleenex ready, let me warn you, they won’t be needed. This year, Father’s Day was excellent and the only tragedy to discuss is the fact that Fefe finally got the better of me, so my ego was a little bruised. If I had to choose, I guess a bruised ego is better than Fefe having a bruised skull…I guess.
