Yesterday afternoon, I finally hit the launch button on a project that has been in the works for a very, very long time: the Kickstarter campaign for my kid’s book Sometimes You Need a Jellyfish. Then I immediately ran out the door to pick up my son from kindergarten and
Leave it to Guillermo del Toro to produce an animated movie that looks unlike anything I’ve ever seen before in a major production. I just love the look of this movie, foregoing the recent “as photo realistic as possible” trend in animation and instead drawing deeply on the rich mythology and visual style
I’ve had this new NyQuil ad mentioned to me a few times recently, and finally managed to track it down. It’s short and basic, but I love it and really wanted to share it with you all. Then I did a little bit more digging and found this DayQuil ad
As I mentioned previously, for his 6th Birthday last week my son requested a Space Shuttle cake to go along with the general, ongoing “I want to be an astronaut!” theme to his life. Not gonna lie, I’m really pleased with how this one turned out.
Last week, I flew to Denver for my third year attending the At-Home Dad Convention, an annual event (this was its 19th year!) put on by the National At-Home Dad Network. After my first, in Washington, DC, back in 2012, I was determined to get more involved with the organization
All of my life, I have hated mushrooms. My memories of mushroom-aversion run deep and wide, all the way back to that traumatic time as a kid when my gag-reflex over being forced to eat the mushrooms on my plate got me into what I thought was some terribly unjust
Unless you’re one of those people who commits to never, ever using anything except the Queen’s English and proper scientific terminology with their kids — and actually follows through — as parents we all end up using our own lexicon with our kids after a while. With a 5 and 3
A few hours ago I dropped off my oldest child for his first day at Kindergarten. I know, I know, the last thing the internet needs right now is another verklempt parent writing about sending their kid off to school, wistfully mourning that their little baby is all grown up now and
One of my friends recently asked me why I had never collected together in one place all of the birthday cakes I have made for my sons, and it occurred to me that it was high time I rectified that oversight. Sure, I’ve posted pictures of them on here, or
My boys wanted to do the #IceBucketChallenge to #StrikeOutALS. Stick around for some surprise guests! Thanks to Auntie Melodie for the challenge! Be sure to visit http://ALSA.org and DONATE!
Leave it to Guillermo del Toro to produce an animated movie that looks unlike anything I’ve ever seen before in a major production. I just love the look of this movie, foregoing the recent “as photo realistic as possible” trend in animation and instead drawing deeply on the rich mythology and visual style of Dia de los Muertos (Day of the Dead) to make something truly unique and beautiful.
I’m really looking forward to seeing what director Jorge Gutierrez has put together. Word is that when he started work on this film, he said to his designers and animators that his goal was to have the final movie live up to the incredible conceptual art that he so often saw in “The Art of…” books for many movies, but never seemed to make it to the final screen. From the looks of things, he has succeeded.
I’ve had this new NyQuil ad mentioned to me a few times recently, and finally managed to track it down. It’s short and basic, but I love it and really wanted to share it with you all.
Then I did a little bit more digging and found this DayQuil ad too (I’m unclear on how old it is)…
These both really rings true for me. As a stay-at-home dad I don’t really get sick days. I’ve had times I plead with my kids to go easy on me, but they can only promise so much. I just have had to power through hoping my wife gets home early and can tag me out and send me to bed. Until then, my kids need their dad, be it to drive them where they need to go, fix them meals, or just play with them with everything I’ve got.
Vick’s is a Proctor & Gamble company, and we all remember some issues I’ve had with them in the past regarding their omission of dads from the parenting picture. Additionally, Vicks NyQuil has had a campaign about “Moms can’t take sick days” which has gotten some flack for leaving out dads. So it’s great to see some follow-through on their promises that they had some about dads in store as well.
Really nicely done!
If you would like to see more ads like this, be sure to pop over to the NyQuil & DayQuil Facebook page and drop them a note saying thanks for remembering that dads struggle with this too!
After my first, in Washington, DC, back in 2012, I was determined to get more involved with the organization and double-down my work on getting my own local dad group in the Lehigh Valley, PA area, where I lived at the time, off of the ground. I did that, and then shortly after, I helped the NAHDN redesign their website. Last year at the convention in Denver I was elected to the Board of Directors.
So you could say that when it comes to the NAHDN and the At-Home Dad Convention, I’m a big believer in what we’re doing.
All of my life, I have hated mushrooms.
My memories of mushroom-aversion run deep and wide, all the way back to that traumatic time as a kid when my gag-reflex over being forced to eat the mushrooms on my plate got me into what I thought was some terribly unjust trouble.
Over the years though, I came to start appreciating mushrooms’ culinary uses. Contrary to my long-standing belief that it was their ability to “absorb” flavors that was supposed to make them great — a claim I always found dubious — I found instead that they were actually an excellent source of flavor themselves.
Eventually I would find out why, when I came to be familiar with the concept of umami, the so-called “fifth taste” beyond those of sweet, salty, sour, and bitter. Sometimes it’s explained as “savory,” but the Japanese word actually translates to give a meaning more like “deliciousness.” Umami is something found in foods which are high in glutamates, and one of the highest glutamate foods is, as it turns out, mushrooms. With this knowledge — and frankly, having married a woman who loves mushrooms — I was happy to begin experimenting with using mushrooms in my cooking. As it turns out, they’re actually really good when given a chance. Who knew?
Their request? Come up with a quick and easy mushroom recipe, and encourage others to do the same, for a chance at winning $500 for the best recipe.
I’m more than happy to oblige!
Unless you’re one of those people who commits to never, ever using anything except the Queen’s English and proper scientific terminology with their kids — and actually follows through — as parents we all end up using our own lexicon with our kids after a while.
With a 5 and 3 year old, I long ago stopped with any semblance of real “baby-talk,” with the exception of when I am doing a funny character voice for a book or to bring a toy or puppet to life. But there are still a few “toddler words,” as I call them, that I use so often with my kids, that I am having a hard time breaking the habit of using when talking to adults.
A few hours ago I dropped off my oldest child for his first day at Kindergarten.
I know, I know, the last thing the internet needs right now is another verklempt parent writing about sending their kid off to school, wistfully mourning that their little baby is all grown up now and practically out of the nest. I actually thought I did pretty well, truth be told. No tears from either of us.
But dang. I had no idea it was going to hit me like this, hours later, sitting there at the park playing with his little brother (who starts preschool next week!), and wishing we could be playing right outside a certain kindergarten classroom window instead of down the street.
My boys wanted to do the #IceBucketChallenge to #StrikeOutALS. Stick around for some surprise guests!
Thanks to Auntie Melodie for the challenge!
When I think back to when I was a kid, science-fiction movies were my fertile imagination’s bread-and-butter.
Sure, there was Star Wars, which of course I loved. But it was about grown-ups who lived far, far away, a long time ago. What I really loved were those great standalone movies where kids (like me!) got thrust into the adventure: The Last Starfighter, Flight of the Navigator, Explorers, and of course, E.T. the Extra-Terrestrial. As I’ve grown up, new movies that play on the same theme have rocked my socks off, like The Iron Giant, and Super 8.
When I started seeing trailers for Earth to Echo I could tell it was exactly the sort of movie I would have gone gaga over when I was a kid. I’m so looking forward to watching it with my boys when they are old enough. Tucker has been enamored ever since he discovered that one of the characters is also named Tuck.
I first met Oren Miller in October 2012 at the At-Home Dad Convention, meeting that year in Washington, DC.
Prior to DC, he was someone I only knew online, mostly through his writing on his blog A Blogger and A Father. There he tackles a lot of the same things I do here on Daddy Doctrines — a healthy mix of personal parenting anecdotes, both sweet and funny, and commentary on modern fatherhood through the eyes of a stay-at-home dad. He was also one of the guys I learned to rely on to play Devil’s Advocate for me, after he took a contrarian’s view on the whole “Huggies Thing“ both before and after. I grew to respect him a lot.
Meeting him in person, like meeting anyone you have previously only known online, was a little bit shocking. Yes, there was the wholly unexpected strong Israeili accent, but more than that was his quiet, unassuming demeanor that held sway right up until a razor wit or ridiculously profound observance burst forth. Anyone who knows him will know what I mean.
Sometimes the things that my boys end up fighting about are astounding.
“He told me to put in PANTS!”
“He keeps singing ALONG with me!”
“He said I’m NOT a NINJA!”
“He ALWAYS gets to hold the Costco receipt!”
“But I wanted to finish lunch FIRST!”
And of course
“HE HIT ME BACK!”
Bedtime prayers are something we do every night around here, and it was certainly pretty special when the boys both started saying them on their own. We encourage them to not just say something by rote, but to actually think about what they are thankful for, or what they want to talk to Jesus about.
Of course, sometimes this backfires…
When I was asked if I would be interested in making a fun video interviewing my son about space to help celebrate the release of Cosmos: A Spacetime Odyssey on DVD and Blu-Ray, you can bet I jumped at that chance.
From even before the time my boys were old enough to start brushing their teeth, we’ve had a little routine around our house about how we get it done before bed.
And like most things around here, it relies on a fun and memorable song. My wife and I being who we are, we even throw in some harmonies:
I see her as we approach the red light and slow to a stop. I don’t know her name, but in my mind I always call her Jane. We’ve never spoken, though I have seen her many, many times through my windshield.
Fingers tight together, she’s waving with one raised hand, like the Queen from her carriage to her loyal subjects. She smiles a huge, toothy ear-to-ear smile that makes her eyes squint just a little and gives off a feeling like she is on top of the world. Arms, face, and hands are deeply tanned from the sun, and the wind flutters her billowy pants and tied-back mousy hair. In her non-waving hand she holds a cardboard sign where in crude black letters it says: