We Are The Champions!

A few weeks ago, my 2 and ½ year old son Justin went back to daycare after being off for a week from Christmas Eve thru New Years.  To be perfectly blunt, the morning routine of getting him out the house for the first few days was…less than pleasant.  Crying, kicking off of shoes, snotty noses.  And don’t get me started on how Justin was acting.   He calms down once he arrives at daycare and sees his friends and teachers, but leaving the house was a nightmare for me and the wife because he naturally wants to stay home with me and the twins since that was the routine for over a week.

Also, as anyone who knows me knows, I am a blast to hang out with, so who can blame him for not wanting to leave.

This got me to thinking about Father/Son relationships since I have now that I have 2 sons of my own.  My mom and dad have always told me that growing up, I was stuck to my dad like glue and when he left the room, I would go searching for him like a lost puppy.  I dispute these facts, but it was so long ago I will choose to believe was I am told.  When my dad comes over to see me (really to see the grandkids) he tells me the same story mainly because is further cements his feeling of being awesome.

So for all the fathers (and mothers) out there, cherish those times when your children don’t want to let you out of their site or even let go of you physically.  It may seem annoying when you feel like you need a crowbar to dislodge them from their car seat when they stiffen up like a piece of plywood in front of school as you attempt to get them out of the car without looking like an unfit parent to onlookers, but it is a beautiful thing to be loved on almost any level.  I hope there will not be a future where I can barely get a “Hello” from my kids or a hug, but I know it is a future that is possible.  I am doing my best to avoid that scenario daily! Lot of hugs, some limited Ipad time, and the occasional French fries or Munchkins as a treat can be amazing motivators.

This into leads me into a “great” memory growing up.

Many dads play sports with their kids.  Many dads enjoy defeating their kids at sports and rue the day when their son or daughter finally defeats them at backgammon or racketball (yes those are the 2 examples I have.  I was a private school kid my whole life, and my other athletic skills were limited to middle school basketball so leave me alone).  For me, I hated losing to my dad because of one thing: THE SONG.

Whenever he was victorious, which was often when I was young, he would stand up, shake his fist in the air as if rolling a pair of dice and sing his specially crafted victory song that I thought he had written just for me.  It features lyrics about how he would “always win in the end” and how there was “no time for losers” and being “the champion of the world”.  If you know music at all, you will already see where I am going with this.  He would hold each note as long as he could to make the song feel like eternity.

My mom hated this.

When I was around 10 years old, I remember driving somewhere with my dad and the radio was on some rock station.  A song that I had never heard before came on that started“I’ve paid my dues, Time after time, I’ve done my sentence, But committed no crime, And bad mistakes…”  Having never heard the song before, I had no idea the chorus to come.

We are the champions – my friends
And we’ll keep on fighting
Till the end
We are the champions
We are the champions
No time for losers
‘Cause we are the champions of the World

I turned to my dad with my mouth hanging open.  He had been torturing me with a song by the classic rock band Queen.  Not even an original song.  I could not believe it.  All he could do was look at me and laugh.  The secret was out.  Needless to say, he sang the song a bit less since I was in on the joke.  Also, I started beating him at sports as games a lot more, so maybe the song revelation was motivation for me.

We still laugh about it to this day, but I say this because I still feel close to my dad and he loves being a grandparent.  Still not very good at changing diapers, but makes a great wrestling buddy for my oldest son who attacks him the minute he lays down on the rug.  He was not a perfect dad, but none of us are perfect anythings (bad grammar I know).  But moments like those are the ones that stay with me and I hope I can make lots of memories like those with my three.

A few snowmen when the weather finally calms down will be a start.

Better late than never…

HAPPY NEW YEAR!

Well, it only took me a little over a month,  but here is my first post for my blog coolminivandad.com since becoming a Stay at Home Dad (yes the acronym is SAHD)Let me start by saying:  This SAHD Life ain’t no joke #SAHDLife.

I will go more into that as the months go on, but rest assured, I have changed more diapers, than I care to admit and have unintentionally watched more episodes of the terrible, terrible “reality”show Love & Hip Hop than anyone should .   I say “reality” because these shows are as scripted(sometimes even more so) as any sitcom or drama on tv so they are not as real as they try they to advertise.  That diatribe will be for a later post…..

I just want to take this time let you know what you can expect from this site and how often.  I will post when I can and the subjects will be a varied as you can imagine.  Everything from personal parenting tips (Diaper Genies: Miracle or Menace?) to my real life celebrity encounters (like my recent run in with Cousin Larry from the classic 90’s sitcom Perfect Strangers), even some classic tales from my childhood (like The Christmas Day LEGO Incident) and anything else I get the time to write .  Maybe a movie review if me and the missus can ever get to an actual theatre and get someone to babysit times 3!  We are taking childcare offers people!

I hope what write will be funny, insightful and relevant to you or somebody you know.  It might be 2 pages long, it might be a paragraph, it might be just a few words.  It really depends on how much time my twins and 2.5 year old will allow me at any given time and how far behind I am on any given house chore (right now laundry and dishes are neck and neck with Christmas toy clean up and vacuuming closing in fast)

At my current rate, I will to post at least once a month, so feel free come back every month around then or sooner.  Hey, if you have some good subjects for me to tackle and just want to say hey, shoot me an email at coolminivandad@gmail.com!

Thanks for taking a few minutes to look, SAHD Out!

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