flag image

True Confessions of a Stay at Home Dad
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.

It's Only a Date

It's Only a Date

December 14, 2012 | 12:36 PM

This month I asked some other dads to contribute their own stories, give advice or just share whatever was on their mind.




As a divorced Dad I don't get to see my son on a daily basis. This makes things tough around the Holidays as the date of the Holiday may not match the date of visitation. What this has led me to teach my son is this, It's just a date. The date doesn't define us anymore. If we can do Thanksgiving on a Satuday then that's what we do. This has taught him that its more about the family and the time together than a specific number on a calendar. When he was younger the Santa explanations had to be creative for sure, but now he understands its more about being together than anything else.



Comments ()

St. Francis
Race for a Cure
Childrens museum