Posts Tagged “Parenting As Child Exploitation”
I pick Xavier up from preschool every morning at 11. We come home and he’s hungry so we do lunch. Yesterday he finished his sandwich and I look over at him from where I was on the other side of the kitchen. He’s holding up two individual grapes from the small bunch on his plate,…
Every other Saturday we have pizza for dinner. Sometimes more often, but pretty much every two weeks. The logistics of why this is are not relevant to the story. A few slices were left over and I individually wrapped two of them up in aluminium foil for August to take to school. He’s the only…
Ciárán had 8 teeth by the time he was 8 months old. Seriously. It was a little weird. None of our other kids had that many teeth at that time. Now at the age of 6 he’s losing his teeth. Literally. Thursday Ciárán lost a tooth. At school. As in actually lost it in the school’s…
This morning was a bit crazy. The scenario: Laura leaves every day about 6:45 in the morning for work. That leaves me with August (10), Déla (8), Ciárán (6) and Xavier (3) and I have to get them ready for (and to) school by 8:20 when school begins. I say this not as a “woe…
So how is Xavier’s first year in preschool going? We’re a couple of weeks in and as a dad blogger I think there’s some sort of legal requirement to talk about the kid’s school once a month of your dad blogger license gets revoked. Every day Xavier asks if he can run ahead. We drop…
My son Xavier is 3 years old. He’s sitting on the toilet. “I’m a boy, right dad?” “Yes you are.” “But you’re not a boy.” “I’m not? Then what am I?” “A dad!”
I woke up at 12:30 this morning. My mind was racing, fixating on … stuff that this post isn’t about. I finally wound up surrendering to whatever it was that prevented my sleep and got up about 1. At 2 in the morning I was downstairs sorting socks (don’t ask) when I heard the telltale…
This last weekend was the Labor Day holiday weekend here. Well, it was probably where you are too. I say that in a general sense because most of the people reading this are American, and my Canadian readers (all 3 of them) understand I’m not talking about their holiday because I spell it correctly (without…
Xavier’s first day of pre-school today. He was eager to go. After dropping off August, Déla and Ciárán in their respective lines at school, Xavier asked “Can I run now, dad?” And he ran. He ran so fast I couldn’t get a picture of him. he was eager to get to preschool. When I caught…
Déla turned 8 Thursday last week (if you remember from my blog post from Friday), but her birthday party was held on Saturday. I won’t go into the problems we had in picking a theme or venue for the party. It may have taken a while, but when we hit on what and where, Déla finally…