“Is Mommy a woman? Does she fight bad guys?”

Our vacation, though plagued by strep throat, has kept me pretty busy. As a consequence, I am poaching a post from my now-defunct family blog, from back in the halcyon days of yore, before we worried about encoding our kids’ identities online to avoid Googler creeps. This is one of my favorites from last summer [...]

William Friedkin, meet my daughter with streptococcal pharyngitis

First the bad news: Connie has caught strep throat from Raging Mom. I am writing this post with masticated grape children’s Motrin all over my shirt. It is kind of amazing, the level of craziness that a child can employ when they are delirious with fever. She went completely Linda Blair on me. I was [...]

Penguins and wild dogs

Today I took Michael and Connie to the Como Zoo for a private penguin viewing. How did I get this unprecedented clearance, you ask? My Raging Sista, who is a teacher and worked at the zoo this summer, of course. She hooked us up. Sonny was crabby and decided to stay with Raging Mother-in-law, henceforth, [...]

Short thoughts on a few things

On my shitty luck: I will admit to reading my Blackberry while sitting on the toilet. Usually I am cruising through blogs and news from my RSS aggregator, or catching up on my what my tweeps are doing. Yesterday, I walked into the john—my mind foggy from taking a nap—and promptly threw it straight into [...]

We are not as far west as you suppose we are

Today we are flying to Minnesota for two weeks of vacation. It will be our first trip back the mother country in a year, and the kids are so excited to see their cousins. We moved out to the Pacific Northwest two years ago, leaving behind lots of family. It has been a tough move, [...]

WTF creepy Googler?

While I am new to daddy blogging, I am not new to blogging in general. I like to think of myself as pretty savvy about worlds, real and virtual. Yet, I was ill-prepared for this tidbit of news today: According to WordPress blog stats, someone discovered my site after searching for the phrase, “dads do [...]

Got a devil’s haircut in my mind

I must admit that I am obsessed about Sonny’s hair. Anyone else experience this brand of crazy? Michael has the standard boy cut. I prefer Connie with longer hair, which she usually wants for herself, except for the occasional bob. But Sonny. I think I would fall apart if I came home to find his [...]

An unexpected blow out

Last night, as I was getting ready for bed, I realized that my boxers had somehow managed to completely shred themselves. [They are pictured at left, with my naughty bits strategically placed so as to be invisible to you, Dear Reader.] This has never happened to me before. Maybe it is a common occurrence for [...]

Head injury leads to lovely afternoon

It has been unusually hot in the Pacific Northwest this week, necessitating us bringing out the kiddie pool. Now, when describing Sonny’s gifts, I would not include among them words like, “nimble,” or “agile,” or even “stable.” Sonny is a topsy-turvy child; he can sit on the floor and manage to fall over. It is [...]

Raging Hippie Grandma clears things up

Well, my mother, Raging Hippie Grandma, begs to differ with my assertion that I was “no trouble,” and offers this message on the subject: ~~~~~~~~~~ Dear Raging Dad, I read your Daddy Blog and yes, Sonny is his daddy’s son. You were wild—you gave up your 20 minute a day nap at 11 months. Grandma [...]