Daddy stands out in a crowd!

I wasnt really going to write about BlogHer here too since I did a small recap on my personal blog site [Link]. Although I wanted to keep telling the story of how it felt to be at a conference where you’re less then 10% of the total amount of people attending the conference, first its a little weird and awkward.  If you dont think so, thats fair but when you first step into a room filled with women, some of Read More...

Almost forgot!! So here are some stats.

I’m glad that I just remembered it’s my day to post. I’ve been working on stats for The DADvocate project all weekend and it completely slipped my mind that today is my day to post. I would love to provide a full summary report to any reader right now but that unfortunatly won’t be ready until later tonight so for now ya’ll will have to be satisfied with a few interesting stats.  47% Read More...

Fears/Issues of Fatherhood

Have you ever really thought about what you are afraid of in being a father, or what issues really trouble you in fatherhood? For me, when thinking trying to think of eight main fears/issues that are difficult for me to cope with, I came up with the following: 1) Bringing home the bacon – I am the sole income maker for my family. What would happen if for some reason I would lose my job, or become unable to wo Read More...

A Girl and her Dog. (Not.)

My daughter the Mini-Pirate came into my office the other day while I was working.  She stood in the doorway, watching me while I typed.  I sensed she was gauging me for… something. “Did you spill something?” I asked without looking up from my monitor. “No.” “Break something?  Mark up something?  Burn something?” “No.” “Then what’s up?” She stepped into the room and laid her hand, like a Read More...

A little whining from the token SAHD

Juggling three kids is not an easy task and I want some respect for it damit. Now this isn’t going to be one of those “nobody respects the stay at home dad” whining sessions but I’m getting a little cranky with the judgements. Last night we were at the library for story time. They have this time where kids can come in their jammies and have a story, sing some songs, and play a game or two. I Read More...

Yoda and Heartburn

I cannot for the life of me remember the last time I felt in complete control of my life. Actually, it has been a little over two years that I fall asleep with the uneasy sensation that I have forgotten to do something very important each and every night. Given that parenting years feel much longer than dog years that’s quite a bit of worrying. Maybe after years of practice I will have perfected some sort of brea Read More...

Happy Birthday to Me

Happy Birthday to me. Another year officially logged into the history of my existence on planet earth. I awoke to a sense of disbelief that I’ve completed yet another full 365 day journey around the Sun. My sense of time, you see, became disjointed once I became a parent. Since that fateful day, I’ve lived each moment without concern for any regimented adherence to the calendar. Instead, I became aw Read More...

Martial Art of Sibling Rivalry

About a year before my daughter was born, I wrote a book called Bro-Jitsu: The Martial Art of Sibling Rivalry. The book is basically a chronicle of all the different ways that my brother and I used to torture each other growing up. Everything from the good old noogie to the pink belly to chasing each other with dog poop on the end of a stick. Okay, so it’s not the most sophisticated thing I’ve ever written. Read More...

Protecting My Son From Myself

Every father wants to protect his children.  You teach them not to run into the street.  You warn them about strangers.  You deny their request for a blowtorch.  (Ok, maybe that was just Calvin’s dad.)  The one thing you don’t expect to have to protect them against is yourself. NHL is, in many ways, a mini-me.  This can be wonderful when my love of computers, superheroes, etc are mirrored in him.� Read More...

Music: To Kid or Not to Kid

I have never been a big fan of the idea of kid music.  Of course that was mostly before I had a kid myself and thus was exposed to the genre.  But like most aspect of my life after procreation, the times they are a changin.   For instance, yesterday, on my blog Luke, I am Your Father, I posted a review and giveaway of the latest studio album release by the legendary folk artist Pete Seeger. Pete, who earned a Read More...

Ode to children’s programming

Never in my life did I ever think I would watch Dora the Explora or Olivia or Little Bear. These are shows that I knew little about. There is hype on Dora, so I had heard about it, but I’ll be damned if I ever watched it. These shows are now a mainstay in my household, and I’m slightly horrified by it. There is value in these shows, to my children. I admit that they learn from these shows, and the side affec Read More...

Daddy Are You Listening to me?

On Friday night we were hanging out with some good friends that just got back from visiting family in Canada. They were there for two weeks. The plane ride home is about two hours and it turned out that one of the tv’s in the back of the seat was broken. The mom being the nice and good mom that she is switch seats with her oldest daughter who is seven so that her daughter would be able to watch tv. The mom ( Read More...

Put away the sensitivity drum. Come here instead.

This is my first post on Dad Revolution. On my own blog, The Didactic Pirate, I mainly write about parenting and teaching, the two endeavors that fill my days.   My wife and I have an 8-year-old daughter, a precocious Mini-Pirate who entertains, frustrates, confounds, and enchants me every damn day.  (We actually decided to have a child so that, if I ever decided to started blogging, I’d have stuff to write ab Read More...

Even the Stay at home dads need balance

When we started this blog there were three stay at home dads in the Revolution but now that the dust has settled a bit I find I am the only one still going. I feel like I need to stand strong and represent the cause in a sea of great working dads, but at the same time the numbers seem a bit more balanced. While there are more and more men staying at home to raise the kids, whether by choice or necessity, the number Read More...

“What the… Get your… I’ll put a… Get out of my face!”

When you’re a father you censor yourself. You get just as angry with a child but you don’t want to say, “What the filth and foul and I’ll filth and foul, filth and foul and, yeah, ya filth and foul face, and I’ll filth and foul, foul, filth!” You don’t want to say that to a child so you censor yourself and you sound like an idiot: “What the… Get your… I Read More...

I am not my father… or am I?

Growing up, I was convinced that my father was making huge parenting mistakes.  He would ignore my successes because his television shows were on.  He would rarely compliment me.  He would tell me that my problems were due to (unrelated) things that I did.  He would immediately believe my sister over me.  He was a work-a-holic who would ignore his family to get a few more hours of work done. When I became a pa Read More...

The Good Books

A comfortable place to read In a recent post over at my blog ‘Luke, I am Your Father’, I related how I was a bit astonished but also a bit proud of the number of kid books my wife, Mrs. LIAYF, and I have accumulated in the three years we have been parents. That number was at nearly 500. I would venture to guess that we have read almost all of those 500 to our son at least once. Many we have read to him Read More...

The first words of a child

One things thats been on my mind lately has been my child’s first words – Marc is now 22 months old and is really spilling the words out of his mouth. At the start of all this it was baby co’s and ca’s that later formed da.  It was Da for a while (although now without having these things written down or really video recorded the wifey is claiming it was Ma). Later that turned from Da to DaD Read More...

What’s in a name?

What do you call your grandparents?  What do you call your parents for that matter.  I know growing up I didn’t get into the ‘mommy’ or ‘daddy’.  For as long as I can remember I have called the woman who thrust me from her loins Mom, or Ma.  My Father?  I’ve always called him Dad or Pop. Grandparents is weird.  My Father was born and raised in Chattanooga, Tennessee so his Read More...

Please Excuse The Self Promotion

One of the reasons I was asked to join the Dad Revolution was because of my personal blog which is a focused study on the change taking place in Fatherhood. I hypothosized that dads are approaching fatherhood differently and then I set out to prove it with a comprehensive study that I call The DADvocate Project. The following post is summery of the project and I have asked any daddy blogger who wants to re-post it. Read More...