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True Confessions of a Stay at Home Dad
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This is a blog about my life. My wife and I have three kids, ages six, three and one. Last year I gave up my gig as a middle school teacher to stay home with my kids full-time. This past year has been the most challenging, easy, relaxing, stressful, fun, tiring and rewarding year of my life.

My wife Amanda and I have been married for seven years. She spends her days (and nights and weekends) as an overworked Medical Resident.

Our oldest daughter, Eloise, is a bright, sweet, emotional first grader that loves to talk (she gets it from her mom). When not at school she is most likely playing dress up, turning some part of our house into a playroom, or creating a craft projects that involve: glue, magazines, markers, staples, stickers, scissors, crayons, pens, and a dozen sheets of paper.

Henry, the three year old middle child, is hell on wheels. There is not a house or store Henry cannot destroy in five to seven minutes max. He loves playing with his trucks, digging in his sandbox and occasionally putting on his sister’s pink plastic high heels.

Maggie, the one year old, is as sweet as they come. At a very early age she learned that her crying could barely be heard over the volume of her siblings. She has developed a blood curdling scream in order to get our attention that would make any horror movie producer proud.

Well there you have it, that’s pretty much my family in a nutshell.

DISCLAIMER: If you are looking for parenting advice you have come to the wrong place. Enjoy!

One Bad Decision After Another
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One Bad Decision After Another

August 25, 2013 | 06:41 AM

Yesterday was basically just a series of bad decisions... one right after another.

First there was the festival we wanted to go to. Instead of going when it was cool in the low 70s in the morning we waited until the afternoon when it was in the mid 80s.

Second, I thought it made sense to park at our friend's house and walk to the festival instead of paying $5 to park there (reoccurring blog theme, I'm cheap). The walk seemed shorter in my mind. It ended up being a mile and a half, each way.

We all left the house hungry.

The bottles of water we took were warm.

We forgot sunscreen.

The kids were still tired from being up way too late at a neighbor's house the night before.

After the kids ate, we let them get dessert, which our youngest daughter put in her hair and our oldest daughter spilled it down her leg and into her shoe.

We ate there, but not enough food to be full, so when we finally did get back home we still needed to cook dinner, even though that's the last thing either one of us wanted to do.

So there you have it. How to turn a few hours on a perfectly good Saturday into a hot, complaining, sticky, grouchy mess.

-Pete


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