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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.

March Madness

March Madness

March 21, 2013 | 12:00 PM

This year, for the first time, all five of us made brackets for the NCAA March Madness tournament. Yep, all five of us, including the one-year-old.

No one in our family is THAT into college basketball (I'm more of a baseball and football fan myself, and my wife is more into Pinterest than any sport), but we thought it would be a fun, family thing to do. So, the other night after dinner, when we were all still hanging out at the table I printed out some brackets and handed one to each member of our family. Two seconds later, it was chaos.

Six year old- "How do we fill this out?" "Can someone please explain this to me?" "Can I use pen?" *Tears begin to form*

Three year old- "Dad, I can't read."

One-year-old- "More applesauce, pleeeeese (with hands furiously making the "more" sign).

So, we were off to a rough start. I took the bracket sheets back from the big kids and explained to them they could pick the first round games just by highlighting the team they wanted to win. I also tried to explain that the teams were seeded, but by that time they were off furiously highlighting their papers.

Thankfully, my wife took over the one-year-old's bracket. She would say the names of two teams and our baby would repeat one of the names back to her, most of the time. After that stopped working, she would assign a team to each hand and which ever hand our little one slimed with applesauce was the team she chose.

After all the chaos of getting the kids' brackets filled out my wife and I took our turns. With about as much skill and knowledge as our kids we carefully filled in our guesses.

Now we have all five brackets filled out. Over the course of the next few weeks we will keep track of how things are going, and I'm sure their will be some trash talk along the way too!

Here are the winning teams we each chose

Me- Indiana

Wife- Duke

6 year old- Pacific

3 year old- Gonzaga

1 year old- Western Kentucky

We decided the winning family member gets to choose where they want to go out to dinner one night. There's about a 60% chance I'm going to be eating a freaking Big Mac when this thing is all over.

Wish me luck!


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