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Day #173 Small accomplishments

“Oh-ho, Oh-ho A haon, a dó…” Today, my toddler made up a song with Irish counting words, fed a biscuit to a crocodile, and politely shared a ride on another toddler’s balance bike with minimal intervention from grown-ups. I would feel inordinately proud of how little effort I spent on parenting during these moments if…

Day #166 Daddy’s little monster

The world is slowly tilting away from seeing fathers solely as “the head of the family”, “the providers”, or those cold and distant authoritarian disciplinarians to, well… seeing them as fathers, with all the guts and glory that it entails. What does that mean? Well, it means accepting fathers as full partners in this whole…

Day #165 Lesson: Why it’s bad to get eaten at the zoo

^^ Two very important lessons there, kids. 1) Don’t make the animals sick. 2) The zoo has priorities and you are not it. Thanks once again to the Google Awesome algorithm for assembling the video clip without any effort on my part. Yes, those are mud-bathing ostriches in the second video. What’s a scorcher in…

Day #149 A Superhero

It started with dirty laundry. No wait, it started with a Parents Newsletter and dirty laundry. When I collected Hawkeye on Friday there was the ubiquitous collection of sheets clipped under each child’s name. And the first item in the newsletter was one that I love and loathe in equal measures: a dress-up event. I love…

Day #145 “What’s that noise?”

This is our toddler’s current favourite question. I imagine this is training for the older kid version of “are we there yet?” “What’s that noise?” “People swimming in the pool.” “What’s that noise?” “It’s people swimming in the pool.” “What’s that noise?” “I told you, it’s people swimming in the pool.” “What’s that noise?” “People splashing…

Day #143 “… I’m going to regret this very shortly”

“You hold the airplane under the water. No, under the water. And now you squeeze, squeeze, squeeze and then let it fill up… no, keep it under the water otherwise it just has air and can’t squirt. Let’s try this again. Hold the airplane under the water and squeeeeeeze, now keep holding it under the water….…

Day #140 Oh no, not the monkeys again!

I would first of all like to say that this post was planned before I woke up this morning to the events in Manchester City. I dithered about changing the topic. Something really somber? Something else entirely that’s 100% feel-good? In the end, I went with what I planned originally because it’s actually terrifyingly topical,…

Day #138 “You hold that!”

Hawkeye’s new game is to get three pieces of fencing from the Lego box and hand one out to each of us, so that we are each holding one piece. Achieving equal distribution of fencing brings forth great excitement. This explains how I came to wake up this morning clutching a piece of Lego fencing. It’s not…

Day #136 Marching to his own beat

My son definitely has his own way of doing things. For example, while most parents spend the first couple of years of their baby’s life frantically trying to keep everything out of their baby’s mouth, Hawkeye was just not that interested. In fact, we had trouble getting stuff into his mouth when it came to trying new foods. Even teething…