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For What Its Worth – Tooth Fairy Fails AGAIN

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The Tooth Fairy Tats 2000

The Tooth Fairy Tats 2000 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

Another good TRUE Story from my friend… I can’t make this stuff up!

For What Its Worth:

My son’s second tooth fell out while he was riding in the car with my wife.  She told me that somehow he dropped it and neither of them could find it in the car so he was completely depressed about the whole thing.  Most of his frustration was because after only getting $5 from that cheapo Tooth Fairy for his first tooth, he learned the hard way that $5 doesn’t get you very far at the toy store these days.   We convinced him to save it until more teeth fall out so he can buy bigger.  I have no proof of this, but I suspect he spent the following night punching himself in the face or picking fights at school because miraculously he lost tooth #2 within 24 hours of that conversation.  Anyway, without a tooth to leave under the pillow he wouldn’t get paid.  My wife put him in a warm bath to calm down and she went back to the car to look for the missing tooth but no luck.  So, like any dedicated parent would do, Mom improvised.  She went and got tooth #1 which had been taken by the fairy the night before and brought it inside proclaiming that she found tooth #2!  He didn’t suspect anything so Mom was a hero that night.  He cashed in the tooth so now he’s got $8 in his tooth treasury.

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For What its Worth: The Tooth Fairy Fails

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The Tooth Fairy Tats 2000

The Tooth Fairy Tats 2000 (Photo credit: Wikipedia)

A good TRUE story from a friend of mine…

For What Its Worth – Tooth Fairy Fails 

Last week my son lost his first two baby teeth.  This gave us two chances to wow him with a surprise from the Tooth Fairy (rumored to be Santa Clause’s mistress).  The whole thing caught my wife and I by surprise.  We didn’t have a game plan on how to actually set up the tooth drop off and subsequent money exchange.  For Christmas each year we set out cookies and milk, make sure we leave ADA compliant egress to the fireplace and put our son to sleep.  As soon as he’s sleeping we take a few bites of cookies, drink the glass of milk down to half, and pile the gifts under the tree.   Since this was our family’s first tooth fairy operation, there was bound to be complications.  Like, for example, what if you put the tooth in a tiny container under his pillow and somehow forget to make the money drop?  How do you deal with a kid who wakes up crying because that old witch-fairy didn’t bother to visit?   Or, for example, what if the tooth is lost before it can be buried under the pillow?   How do you deal with a kid who bursts into tears because he’s not going to have anything to offer the Tooth Witch?  Yes, both those things happened to us last week.  How would you handle those situations?  Would you tell him it was going to be OK, distract him with something else and let him realize that life goes on?   Or would you take some heroic measures to maintain the fantasy and preserve his childhood innocence?  You guessed it, we took the heroic route to save that Tooth Witch’s reputation.

We took the time to put his tooth in a tiny box in preparation for the great tooth fairy visit overnight.  We woke up the next morning to the familiar sound of our bedroom door creaking open but this time, our son was sniffling and crying.  “The Tooth Fairy didn’t come!” he whimpered.  We acted shocked and told him she must have been busy but that’s really unusual.  We told him she would probably come tomorrow.  As we all mobilized into our routines of dressing, combing, brushing and eating I couldn’t shake the feeling that we had let our boy down.  So while he was brushing his teeth, I tiptoed into his bedroom, opened his window to let the blistering cold air rush in.  I left the window wide open, replaced the tooth box with a fist full of cash and tiptoed out.  A few minutes later he calls me, “Dad!”.  I came in pretending to be too busy to pay much attention.   He pointed at the window and I immediately started scolding him about how he should never open windows because its dangerous.  He proclaimed his innocence but I insisted “if you didn’t open it then who did?”.  Poor kid didn’t get it so I nudged him along by asking if he thinks the tooth fairy was running late.   His eyes opened wide and he rushed to the pillow to uncover $5.  His smile was well worth the 10 minutes of internet surfing time it cost me that morning.  Mission accomplished, Tooth Fairy lives to fly another day…and she did.

 

 

 

Sunday Evening Ache – Super Bowl Edition

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You hear a lot at the beginning of the season about how much of a company’s time and money is wasted because of the football season and Fantasy Football…

I wonder how much time and money is spent due to low production on the day after the Super Bowl. That Monday… Think about it… people are either, tired because the stayed up watching it all, or they are hung over (if they could even make it into work)… I will probably be one of the tired people. If the game is close I will watch it all. If it is a 49er blowout, I will be at work on Monday no problem with no Super Bowl side effects.

But what if the Raven’s win? I can tell you this… I will be very tired. I will watch ALL of the game, ALL of the post game celebration on CBS, then I will flip over to the Local Baltimore stations and watch all the celebrations and all the Fed Hill Crazies celebrating.

Maybe I will call in and tell ‘em I am coming in later than normal – If my supervisor is reading this… consider this a warning :-)

I love the Super Bowl. At the same time its depressing. Still gotta get to work on Monday…Then what do I watch on Sundays? I still have weeks to go before Baseball, and March Madness … Its a bummer

Copy Cat?

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No I am not.

I have been getting some people asking for MY posts. When am I going to be posting some original stuff? The answer is simple…. I will… Soon…

I have been looking all around and finding my way in the wordpress world. Reading a bunch of different blogs, and I am impressed. Those who have liked, or followed my page/blog, I have been trying to return the favor. Keyword there is trying…Some of those blogs that I found to have great topics, similar to my blogs topics, I have been reblogging them. If I find something informative, I want my followers to be informed also.

I appreciate everyone reading and following…

Stay tuned for some new posts from me, and also any blogs that I want to repost…

 

For What its Worth – New Years Resolution – Part 3

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Part 3 of this post will highlight some more fun activities that a fellow Dad has shared with some unique twists that might inspire your own household adventures…

 

Hide and Seek – We finished off the weekend with a good old fashioned game of hide and seek before bedtime.  The only slight variation was the seeker gets to hunt with a replica M16 assault rifle with lights and bullet sounds.  I pride myself in the stealth ninja hiding techniques that make the games heart pounding and intense.  My goal is to have him walk by me within a few feet and not realize I’ve blended myself into the room…then jump out and hear his screech of terror turn to belly laughter.  Today I put myself into a trash bag and balled myself up next to an identical trash bag that was sitting in the kitchen all day (the bag of trash was there all day, not me).  I nearly suffocated in that bag but it was worth it to grab him the second time he walked right by me.  Ninja style!

 

Electric Scooter – We suited up in our winter coats and gloves and hats and charged up his new shiny Razor Scooter.  I walked behind him (straddling the yellow line on the road to control traffic) and let him open up the throttle and rip up and down the 1/4 mile straightaway near our house.   He would get to the end court and come back to me.  I stood patiently in the road, watching my son turn into a little speck in the distance, then come racing back to me.  His chest puffed out with confidence and he started doing little squat downs like some kind of stand-up jetski  racer or something.  All I did was watch and cheer him on…sometimes feeding him a bogus time letting him know how fast his lap was.  He loved it.

Angry Kid and the eSpark Razor Scooter

Angry Kid and the eSpark Razor Scooter (Photo credit: AngryJulieMonday)

For What its Worth – New Years Resolution – Part 2

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Part 2 of this post will highlight the activities we shared with some unique twists that might inspire your own household adventures…

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Mario desktop (Photo credit: aoitenshi)

Mario Brothers – We took turns trying to beat levels on his new Nintendo DS game.  We cozied up on the couch and while we waited  for our turn we would watch the other person navigate the level with ooos and ahhhs with every jump, duck and shell throw.  Nothing beat the exaggerated screams we made when we died unexpectedly with a fall into the lava or bite from a turtle. 

K’nects - We built a huge helicopter, a surfer and a jeep.  I followed the instructions and called out the color or the pieces I needed for each step so he could slide them across the floor to me while meticulously maintaining the sorted inventory.  I kept him interested by asking him questions and talking to him along the way. 3 hours later we transformed a box of thousands of tiny pieces into 3 sturdy models.

Electric Scooter – We suited up in our winter coats and gloves and hats and charged up his new shiny Razor Scooter.  I walked behind him (straddling the yellow line on the road to control traffic) and let him open up the throttle and rip up and down the 1/4 mile straightaway near our house.   He would get to the end court and come back to me.  I stood patiently in the road, watching my son turn into a little speck in the distance, then come racing back to me.  His chest puffed out with confidence and he started doing little squat downs like some kind of stand-up jetski  racer or something.  All I did was watch and cheer him on…sometimes feeding him a bogus time letting him know how fast his lap was.  He loved it.

Part 3 of this post will highlight more activities we shared with that may also inspire your own household adventures…

For What its Worth – New Years Resolution – Part 1

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How do you spend time with your child, or children? The following post title and body was emailed to me from a very close friend of mine who is a father of a wonderful energetic boy. I am taking his email post and splitting it up in to several posts. This father has a lot to say with some really great and valid points.

Do not forget to email me with suggestions that you would like to read, or suggestions or comments on previous posts.

So, I present to you, a New Years Resolution – Part 1

It happens from time to time. In between the e-mails and house chores that divert my attention from my son… every once in a while I manage to spend some time with my son giving him my undivided attention. Take a minute and try to think of the last time you dropped everything, and sat on the floor to engage with your kid(s). No TV in the background, no laptop in the foreground, no smart phone in the one hand, no pot on the stove, no homework on the table. When was the last time you sat with a puzzle, a game, a toy, or simply shared a conversation with your child giving them the precious gift of your time?

If you’re like me, you’ll be disappointed with the answer. I don’t do it nearly enough. Don’t get me wrong. I have long considered myself on the upper average of Dad’s who take time for their kids. I consistently do bath time and bedtime rituals more than 50% of the time. I drive him to school every morning and at least half of those mornings the radio is off and I have 8 minutes of conversation with him. I help with homework and take him to soccer practice and basketball practice and always pause my TV to help him when he’s having trouble beating a level on his Nintendo DS. But is that enough?

The last 10 days my son has been off of school for Christmas vacation so he’s been buzzing around the house with big toys, little toys, electronic toys, loud toys, fast toys, expensive toys that he’s been dreaming about for months. I spent my share of the long weekend surfing the Internet and catching up on television while he played at my feet or sat next to me pushing the buttons on his new toys. When my DVR was out of shows and I ran out of Internet to surf, I turned off the TV and shut down the laptop and invited my son to some quality time.

Part 2 of this post will highlight the activities we shared with some unique twists that might inspire your own household adventures.

The Ultimate Man Room

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As a man, I think its our calling to have a Man Room. Our Dungeon, our Cave, our Layer… however you want to name it. We should have one… Then you get married, then you have some kids… and your man room gets invaded.

I don’t know if its a skirmish, a battle or a war… but it’s one that all men need to defend.

I am losing.

My man room has the necessities… First, its in my basement, it has a nice big tv, Fios, a recliner, a fridge (in the other room)… and … wait…. Barbies, dolls, little plastic pretend food… etc. Its become a modified Disney Store… (Sigh)

As I am sitting in my Man Room, typing this up… I can not help but think of the best Man Room I ever had the honor or sitting in or hiding in… depends on how you look at it…

My Grand-Dads.

It was his garage. It wasn’t huge but it had EVERYTHING a man would need. It had his work bench, a fridge, a freezer, a Recliner, 13″ Magnavox (I think everyone in my family had one, I know we had at least 4) a furnace that would run you out of the garage because it put out so much heat…and his Plymouth Acclaim (at least thats what I think it was called)…

I remember as a kid, all my Moms side of the family would go to Grandma and Grand-Dads and some close family friends would show up. All the kids running around a small house, carrying on, being kids. Kids would have to eat on the steps, the same steps where we would try to build the biggest card tower using grandmas good playing cards. With all the kids running around…  I can not help but get stressed out just thinking about how our Dads felt… oooh the pandemonium…

It wasn’t until I got older it hit me… soooo thats why all the Dads went into the garage…. to get a way :-) Grand-Dad would have the fridge stocked with beer for my Dad, a Whiskey for my Uncle, VO for Grand-Dad, cigarettes for whom ever needed them, and an ashtray. (the ugly orange in a weird shape, my family members would know what I am talking about)…oh and lets not forget about the intercom… God forbid you had to walk 20ft to ask a question…but it was perfect… (My intercom is my wife opening the basement door and yelling down the question or sending one of the kids down to ask the question)

So as I got older, drinking age I guess, I was able to go and stay in garage and truly enjoy the garage. There was no ceremony to be accepted.  You just hung out. Watch football, or Wheel of Fortune and talked about the town, the changes, or “You remember So n So, Yeah, Well How the hell are they doing??” sort of talk. Those cousins of mine men or women that liked to enjoy their cig or coors, were able to do so too. The women would be in the house talking about women things, and laughing hysterically… Grandma would never ever tell me the jokes… Usually the jokes came from Grandma and my Moms closest friend Kay….

Those are just some random memories that I have of Grand-Dad’s garage.

We moved around a few times, but really wish I lived back there, so I could see my Grandma and Grand-Dad more often… but they both have passed, but are living in the ultimate man room…

Around the holidays, this is what I remember most….Family, Food, Christmas, and…

Grand-Dads Garage….

The Thanksgiving Sunday Evening Ache

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I knew it was coming, and its now here. Time quickly went by today, and now its hitting me hard. I have to go back to work tomorrow, just like millions of others. I dread the alarm going off in the morning. A big problem I have is that I still haven’t fully slept off all the Tryptophan from Grandma’s Turkey. I will be struggling all day tomorrow…

So here we are, another installment of the Sunday Evening Ache…. I have had this song in the back of my mind since I started Sunday Evening Ache, and I kept telling myself… “man, where else have I heard this song??”

What song you may ask… Working for the Weekend by Loverboy…

Here is the classic 80′s MTV video….

Then the lightbulb came on…. I REMEMBER!!!!  I know where I heard this song before….

Have a happy Monday… uuggghhh

Black Friday??? REALLY???

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Black Friday… Love it or Hate it?… I am starting to hate it. Looks like we should start calling it Black Thursday. Its sad. On a day where we are to be giving thanks, people are mapping out there strategies for this evenings best deals. Thanksgiving is about giving thanks, family, and football. Not sure when or how we lost it but seems like this year and last year stores began opening on Thursday. Sears is open at 8pm on Thanksgiving… I dont like it.

How about you? Love it or Hate it?

 

Why go out, when you can just go to AMAZON?