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A Dad muses on the joy of a Onesy

Every experienced dad I’ve spoken with has said that after every ‘phase’ of parenting has been their favorite. As a dad I can attest to that because Baby Mojo is leaving the onesy phase and I have loved this phase.

As previously mentioned, aspects of his infant phase, especially at night were great because it had an accompanying Elvis soundtrack in my mind. Part of that vision quest was the timely nature of his diaper calls, combined with the onesys that he was wearing. Continue reading A Dad muses on the joy of a Onesy

A Dad’s guide to the pacifier

Prior to being a dad I didn’t know beans about the pacifier. Now that I’m a dad I still don’t know beans about the pacifier because my wife told us that we wouldn’t be using one with our child.

Husbands will attest to this that sometimes their better half will simply state that (insert activity or thing that you may, or may not want to do) will not be happening. Most of the time your spouse will be correct and that thing either wasn’t needed, would’ve added needless danger, calories or really would’ve made your butt look big. I’m not talking about those black pants, I swear sweetie. Continue reading A Dad’s guide to the pacifier

Dad day in the doctor’s waiting room

Today I had to take Baby Mojo to the doctor. After check in we went into the “well patient” waiting area where they have a couple toys and a movie playing. It was unique today because every parent with their child was a dad. Baby Mojo settled on the floor and started playing with another boy while his father and I chatted about our kids.

When the nurse came for the next patient she said, “Wow, it looks like Dad Day in the waiting room”. With one less dad in the waiting room I could focus my attention to Toy Story 2, which was playing on television. I defy anybody to not get sucked into watching that movie. It’s like a giant sink hole in Florida, except in a good way, unless it was sucking up one of those neon t-shirt shops, then it’s still in a good way. Continue reading Dad day in the doctor’s waiting room

New babies: a primer on communication

When Baby Mojo was first born my greatest fear was ‘how will I know what to do?’ Even though you have nine months to prepare for their arrival the pressure about what to do and when to do it is the underlying albatross for most parents. We were talking one day and Daddy Mojo said something along the lines of my greatest fear aloud. Continue reading New babies: a primer on communication

I’m keeping tabs on my neighbors

Even before I was a stay at home dad my ability to remember names in a timely manner left lots to be desired. At previous jobs and social gatherings there were people who I genuinely wanted to know, but couldn’t remember their names. I’ve tried mnemonic devices, like associating somebody with an action or thing that will trigger their name with something. They do work occasionally, but then I have to remember somebody else’s name and the whole process gets gummed up inside my head. Continue reading I’m keeping tabs on my neighbors

An open letter to Parenting Magazine

Dear Parenting Magazine, I like your publication and we receive it at the Mojo house. After a year of reading it and getting some dandy ideas on meals that I can cook, development tips and relationship advice I realized that you have almost no pictures of dads in your magazine.

That’s cool. I don’t know your demographics, Continue reading An open letter to Parenting Magazine

Fathers, buy your diaper bags carefully

When we were looking for a diaper bag my wife insisted that it be something that I’m comfortable with carrying, both in appearance and feel. As usual, my wife was correct and also had a bit of foresight by knowing that I tend not to use things that I don’t like.

It’s not something I’d admit to in mixed company, but one of the unforeseen advantages of having a baby is being able to carry around the diaper bag. Continue reading Fathers, buy your diaper bags carefully

Odd jobs, balloons and Dan Rather

Babies love balloons. Whenever we go to a store that sells balloons it’s always a welcome distraction to point to them, learn colors and attempt to quiet the gathering sonic storm from Baby Mojo. Being responsible parents we knew that having a balloon or two at his first birthday party would be a good thing.

Mom and I had planned a Dr. Suess themed party. We had a big red blanket and I was in charge of getting some nice red balloons. While I was at the store, looking at the packs of balloons with Baby Mojo I had some great memories of where I’ve been and what I’ve done. Being an ex radio guy one would expect that I had a story or memory about a retro German 80s song; however, for a brief period of time I also did singing telegrams. Continue reading Odd jobs, balloons and Dan Rather