I don’t mean in a Pinterest, Katie Brown kind of way. I mean sly, crafty. Not only for hiding ginger snaps in the car so the kids don’t kill the box before I can. I mean sometimes, dad can trick the kids.
That goes against the laws of nature. And what we expect from the Disney Channel. Today, Rachael from Three Boys and a Mom has me over to talk about it.
Learn ways a dad can fool his kids into learning stuff. It can work for moms, too. Are you the only grownup in the grocery store with a gaggle of children? Watching the ball game with the kids, but their interest has waned?
And the world? She kept spinning. I knew she would. I fell asleep 17 times Thursday night as I tried to write it. Seventeen is the limit. Seventeen is when I say, ‘no mas.’ If I wake up at 3:37, I’ll do it then. If not … maybe I’ll take Friday off.
Today, though, I’m at Debbie’s. She writes Heartbeats ~ Soulstains blog, Hers is an intriguing story I can’t do justice to. Go check her out yourself to see what I mean. I’ve written a guest post for her today about the lessons my kids have taught me.
Some of them came into play during that couple of days I didn’t check in for comments*.
Grace and friends on the Lake Norman Soccer Club float for the Independence Day parade.Grace’s view of fireworks over Lake Wylie…… and her glow-stick dance on the fishing dock one night later.
at sunrise at camp Pacheco …
… or sunset on Lake Wylie.You never know what will happen when the kids get a hold of your iPhone.“Daddy, it says right here … DO NOT SIT ON LID.”
It was a great run for my girls on the lake, too. Final count: 20 fish, including this baby largemouth bass Elise “wrestled” in.
The doe and me
On our way to the lake, I stepped into the woods because, well, nature called. I chose a lucky tree, unzipped, and felt one with the forest. I also felt eyes on me.
I looked up to see a kind and gorgeous doe looking me straight in the face. Mostly. She twitched her ears and looked me up and down again. What did she see in me? A new buck, marking his territory? An old stag, overstepping his bounds?
I zipped up, and at that, she bobbed her head, made three snorting sounds, and ran away.
Time will pass and years will fly by, mating seasons will come and go. But, that doe and me … we’ll always have McDowell Nature Preserve on Independence Day.
Remember when Mom Cafe’s Christine Carter lobbed a few questions at men that I fielded right here at Coach Daddy? The tables have turned. We fellows are the road team this week, and we brought it.
Check out what Chris had to say about purses, feminine hygiene products and the culture of mom worry on her site today. Let me know what you think, and be sure to leave her some comment love, too.
I don’t mean in a Pinterest, Katie Brown kind of way. I mean sly, crafty. Not only for hiding ginger snaps in the car so the kids don’t kill the box before I can. I mean sometimes, dad can trick the kids.
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