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True Confessions of a Stay at Home Dad
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In May of 2011, I dismissed class for the last time and began a new chapter in my life, full-time dad. I taught middle school for seven years, but with two kids and a third on the way, I wasn't able to give as much time to teaching as it required, plus I wanted to spend more time with my own kids, instead of someone else's.

My wife and I have been married for nine years. She spends her days (and some nights and weekends) as an OB/GYN, or as my kids like to call it, “catching babies.”

We have three kids. First Born is eight years old, but likes to pretend she’s in college. Our son, Middle Man is five, but we’re convinced by the way he talks about things like “beautiful sunsets” that he’s an old soul, and our youngest, the Blonde Bomber is only three, but already has the attitude of a teenager.

Our kids provide us with an endless amount of stories. Writing and retelling these stories for Indy’s Child has been my part-time job for the past three years.

You can contact me on Facebook at True Confessions of a Stay at Home Dad or via email at indyschildpete@gmail.com.

Toothless Wonder
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Toothless Wonder

October 11, 2012 | 06:24 PM

My daughter had a loose for a few weeks. She carried around her plastic tooth holder waiting for the day she could fill it up with her lower middle tooth. Last night she gave the tooth a little extra tug, it went from loose to dangling in a matter of seconds.

All of the sudden her eyes doubled in size and she began to chant, "Oh goodness, oh goodness, oh goodness." Then the panic started. "We need to call someone! Call mom! Call grandma (who works at the dentist). Call my teacher! Call the principal!"

Next, she ran into her room grabbed her book, Junie B., First Grader Toothless Wonder and instructed me, "Dad, you must read me the last chapter of this book right now. I need to know if Junie B. has any pointers for loosing a tooth!" It took all I had to hold back my laughter as we finished off the Junie B. book.

The tooth was not looking like it was going to make it all the way out unless we intervened so offered to pull it out for her. Well, after that suggestion I was not allowed within five feet of her or her tooth.

I finally convinced her she needed to do something to get it out instead of messing with it all night long. I gave her an apple and told her to take the biggest bite she could. She circled the living room a few times, clutching the apple, repeating, "Be brave, be brave, be brave." Then, CHOMP!

Out came the tooth!

You would have thought this girl won the lottery. She was so excited! At bedtime, she secured the tooth in its special plastic case and placed it under her pillow.

The next morning my daughter was so excited to see $2 sitting in her tooth case.

She was already asking when I thought she would loose her next tooth.

-Pete

www.facebook.com/petetheblogger


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