When I saw the headline the same thought came to my mind that came to Lilsugar’s: Mom spit. It even comes in a bottle now.
No offense to Lilsugar but Daddies do these things to, and more. My wife is averse to vomit, I am not. I’ve eaten food off, shall we say, horizontal surfaces at floor level. And never before in my life would I have imagined I could wipe mashed poo out of a butt crack with no disgust whatsoever.
The United States hasn’t cornered the market on childhood traditions. Clowns at a birthday party? Quaint.
Check out these traditions growing up in Korea, China, India, Africa, Denmark, Greece, Germany, and a part of North America you may never have visited.
You might be shocked to learn the Tooth Fairy isn’t American, but in some countries not even human.
Shockwave.com has an online version of Milton-Bradley’s The Game of Life that some Christian groups are claiming promotes gay marriage.
Whether you select either a male or female playing piece, when you reach a point in the game to choose your spouse you can still select either a male or female. In other words, the programmers didn’t bother to make two selections — pink spouses for blue game pieces, blue spouses for pink game pieces. Lazy programming or a pro-gay agenda?
Even if you choose a same-sex passenger, you can still add babies to fill up your station wagon.
Since the controversy, The Game of Life has jumped into the top of Shockwave’s downloads.
Trivia bonus: In 1953, Leonard Stern, a writer for “The Honeymooners,” had writers block. He needed a word to describe Ralph Kramden’s boss’s nose. He turned to his friend, Roger Price, and asked for an adjective. Before he could explain what the adjective was for, Price replied “Clumsy and naked.” Stern thought the idea of a clumsy and naked nose was hilarious, and Stern and Price spent the rest of the day writing stories with adjectives, nouns, or verbs left out. Mad Libs was born.
Now, if you haven’t thought of this yourself, here’s a great tip from Parent Hacks to read to your kids. You know how kids love to hear the same book over and over and over and over and over and over? This can make it still fun for you, too:
Two years ago, Beautiful Wife and I were like jackrabbits. That is, if we wanted to go somewhere we could throw on a jacket and be on our way in minutes.
Now I seem incapable of making it to church before the first reading even when I have an hour and have ElmoGirl07’s bag all ready. A bath, getting dressed, getting her in a coat, getting her in a car… where does the time go?
Which is why I sympathize with Joeprah, who finds his own punctuality so “L.A.C.”-ing he gave it a name. Evidently it doesn’t get easier even when the kids can put on their own coat.
It’s exciting to hear ElmoGirl07’s expanding vocabulary. She understands far more words than she can say, but it seems she’s saying more words every day. Some of the words are completely foreign, of course — a language known only to her.
It’s a great video — that kid gets around! But it still leaves me with a strange taste in my mouth. The video says adult interaction was edited out, and you can see passing shadows, but that’s a lot of time playing by himself. I’m hoping it was an anamoly for the purpose of making the video, like why you never see the pillow fights I imagine happened during the making of this one:
Beautiful Wife and I are proud that ElmoGirl07 says “Thank you” so often. It’s something we tried to instill in her with baby signs even before she could say the words and we try to be good examples. Sometimes we slip up. Today ElmoGirl gave me a bite of her pretzel, and as I was chewing it she gave me a serious look and said, “Thank you.”
Eleven women in the same department at a hospital in Green Bay, Wisconsin, are brand-new moms or moms-to-be. I would not want to be the person who does the schedule with eleven maternity leaves. Watch the report from WBAY:
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The United States hasn’t cornered the market on childhood traditions. Clowns at a birthday party? Quaint.
Trivia bonus: In 1953, Leonard Stern, a writer for “The Honeymooners,” had writers block. He needed a word to describe Ralph Kramden’s boss’s nose. He turned to his friend, Roger Price, and asked for an adjective. Before he could explain what the adjective was for, Price replied “Clumsy and naked.” Stern thought the idea of a clumsy and naked nose was hilarious, and Stern and Price spent the rest of the day writing stories with adjectives, nouns, or verbs left out. Mad Libs was born.
