Things I've learned about being a parent, that my parents actually told me when I was a kid...

There's nothing so annoying as the smug look on someone's face when they get to say "I told you so!". Especially when it's coming from your parents. While I didn't have the "ideal" childhood, it was far from bad. I'm actually thankful for the way I was raised, because it made me very independent and aware of how the world actually is. (Seriously, thank you Mom, Dale, Dad and Jeri)

As a kid, you tend to think to yourself, "I'm never going to raise my kids like this!" or "I'm going to be friends with my kids, because I'll understand them, and not just treat them like immature little shits." We've all felt this way, that we can do better than our parents, who just weren't cool enough to understand us. But, as I enter the serious side of my adulthood, I find myself more and more tending to act just like them. And I also understand why. Children are endearing, annoying, sweet, needy, whiny and thoughtful bundles of pure, sugared energy. And in everything involving the child in my life (who we will refer to as Monkey from now on), I think back to how my parents acted, how they handled similar situations, and I'm struck by the horror of it... They were right. I do understand now that I have a child around. Even as I apologize to them for all the hell I now know I put them through, I imagine the smug expression behind their eyes... Damnit!

And now to the point of this blog. I'm going to attempt to chronicle everything I experience/learn from being a parent. I do this for several reasons; One, being able to get feed back from other parents, secondly, to share those special moments of life with a child, and most importantly, to have a god damn record of all the crap that (Monkey), and whatever fuck trophies that happen to spawn from my loins, have put me (us) through. That way, when they're old enough to be at this stage in life*, I'll print this out and hand it to them, laughing my senile old head off, and walk away.

* This is assuming that humanity has survived the coming zombie apocalypse. Face it, most of you won't, and I'm glad for that.

Friday, May 17, 2013

Daddy/daughter dates...

It's been a while since I've posted here, and the first time from a tablet. This will be brief, but pleasant. The few posts I've done have mostly been full of exasperation, so I thought I'd share a nice moment.

Today, Monkey and I had our second daddy/daughter date night. I started doing this when Krista had plans that kept her out late, and u was too tired to cook dinner. The first time we had sushi. This evening, we swung by Panda express. The plan was to go pick up a movie, but instead, I took us to Barnes & Nobles. It's been so long since I've been to a book store, I forgot how much I miss smell and feel of the place.

They had someone reading in the kids corner, so Monkey good to have a book reading while I picked out a book to buy for her. I bought a collection of fairy tales that should keep her entertained for a while. She tends to pick the same books a lot, so I felt a change was needed. Then she saw something she had to have. It was a fashion sketch pad. She's been making "Barbie dresses" out of whatever scrap material she could get her hands on. This sketch pad had outlines of women, so that you could draw or design a dress on them. And it wasn't cheap.

So, the original plan was to let her pick out a movie. So I let her make a choice. Either the book or the movie. I have to say, it warmed my heart that she picked the book with barely a second's thought. We went home, and she drew dresses while we watched a movie on Netflix. When I told her it was time to get ready for bed, she cleaned up her crayons (without having to be told), and promptly brushed her teeth and got in bed. I read some stories out of the book I bought her, and she feel asleep in record time.

All in all, daddy/daughter date night #2 was a resounding success, and even got rid of my foul mood from work. Like I said, a very pleasant moment in a day full of shit.