A Dad Blog founded on rambling thoughts, sudden wisdom, and ample amounts of goofiness.
Wonders Await
A Dad Blog founded on rambling thoughts, sudden wisdom, and ample amounts of goofiness.
I’ve recently started using DALL-E to create some whacky and very in my aesthetic creations. So, naturally, I thought I’d plug in some funny phrases from the kiddos. Recently, Trix said this:
“Good thing the strawberries took away my cheese breath.”
DALL-E created that. Weird times, man.
sorry i cant make it im drinking coffee. might even listen to some albums. yeah no its gonna be all day
Happiness is pooping with your children.
Downstairs Bathroom - Max
Kids Bathroom - Trix
Master Bathroom - Me
Life is grand 😂
I missed the beginning of a teen getting hit by a Suburban. I was driving in the opposite direction and looked up to my left to see him getting up off the ground. He was crossing the street on his bike from what I could tell. I stopped and asked if I could take him anywhere, but he said he was ok. The driver of the Suburban was helping him up and exchanging information. I believe she was going to take him away in her vehicle.
Holy shit though. Please wear a helmet. Watch your surroundings (drivers and bikers) and think ahead. Look ahead. Be ahead of the next move. Whew, just enough trauma this morning to shake it up. I hope he’s ok.
It never helps, unless it’s in a cathartic sorta way. It definitely doesn’t help when you yell in frustration over your 11 year old’s choices of when and where to do homework. Especially when you realize you could have implemented some other tactics and techniques eons ago that *might* have helped him transition into a more willing educational participant. I get that school is not for everybody, but the basics of reading, writing, asking questions, and completing assignments have to be done, for his sake, for my sake, for Mrs. D’s sake, for your sake…
…says the man who could care less about his current impending deadline -_- I wonder where Max’s gets it from :(
Max has had a rough start to this soccer season. It is a sport he really loves and the fact his team situation has been messy isn’t the best. However, his old coaches have said he can join their practices until his officially start (tomorrow, the day before his first game?! ugh). He has joined them all last week and this week. Plus, he’s been getting involved with another friend’s soccer practice. He went to two practices that were not even his own yesterday!
Now, that’s dedication. I love that about him. If only he could dedicate to reading each night, taking the trash out on Tuesdays/Wednesdays, and emptying the dishwasher regularly. That will come with time, right? :)
Complete with a music playlist of music from grocery stores circa 1975. Trixie kills me, man. Her mind is forever creating.
I love it.
