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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.

Parenting While Under the Weather

Parenting While Under the Weather

March 19, 2014 | 01:53 PM

The last several days have been interesting. There was an awful illness making its way around our house all week. The illness weaved it's way back and forth until it hit us all. I'll spare you the details. There was lots of getting up at night, we were all suffering from a lack of sleep. My wife and I had been sleeping on kids' floors. Sleeping on couches to get sleep, and take turns away from the madness. Our washing machine worked overtime. It was gross. We were down and out. Let's just leave it at that.

Eight days after it began, when we were starting to see light at the end of the recovery tunnel, my wife and I were looking back at the weekend when she said something that caught me by surprise.

"I think the kids had the best weekend ever."

Huh? Was she on some type of medication that was making her delusional? Had she not just lived through the same weekend that I did?

But then I started to look back...

What did we feed the kids? Carbs. Veggie straws. Pretzels. Plain pasta. Peanut butter sandwiches. Tortillas. Stuff that our kids love.

What did they drink? Pedialyte. Some Gatorade. Fruity tasting drinks that are usually only available when we go to restaurants.

What did we do in the evenings? We had family movie night on Friday, Saturday and Sunday night. Family movie night is currently our kids' favorite thing on the planet.

What did we do during the day? Played a couple of games with them. We let them spend much more time than usual on the Kindle and iPad. Basically, we let them do whatever the hell they wanted all weekend.

We didn't leave the house. We didn't drag them anywhere we wanted to go. We were just a couple of lazy parents spending most of our time sitting on our couches, apparently begin the best parents ever.

Who knew great parenting could be so easy?


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