If our blog pods intersect at all, you’ve seen the debate.
It began after a dad performed an artful bun construction on his daughter’s head at the coffee house. This brought the white-upper-middle-class crowd to its feet in applause and wonder. That led to Blogageddon.
I’m not sure what that makes me. A Mother Lover? A Meltdownian? Anyway, I’m honored to host one of the co-authors of the book, Janine Huldie, at Coach Daddy today. I don’t want to take up too much space here.
I’m definitely infringing upon her graphic and her guest post.
You should make sure to check out Janine’s Confessions of a Mommyaholic. J does it all – hops, product reviews, and recipes (yes, I noticed). Today, she’s here to talk about that holy grail of holy grails – the mom’s holiday wish list.
No offense. You just wouldn’t understand, the kids and I. Dad, and his cubs. While we’re in that place, you can catch up on Pinterest, or do some crafts. Just ignore the pillows flying and, oh yeah, the noise.
It’ll sound like a zoo meets a train station meets an Iron Maiden concert, but it’s all smoke. No mirrors.
Imagination rules. Dad morphs into Crocodile Hunter. Or the Big Mean Bear, from Over the Hedge. Even Dr. Sheeka-laka-WOO-hoo, the friendly, bumbling dentist.