Dad Makes Daughter Wear Embarrassing Shirt To School For Breaking Curfew

The title explains it all. I think I should be taking notes on this stuff, for the future.



I wish this worked in my house.

This picture made me laugh. Unfortunately, I have tried this, and it doesn't work anymore. At this point, Brooklyn wants to actually play, and Gavin only wants MY controller because it has lights on it. He's no chump!

 

 

 

Genius!

I have always been horrible at doing brooklyns hair. This guy is like my new Yoda. Teach me more master.

Thanks to failblog for this gem.

Not a dry eye in the house

Word to the wise.. When you have a self admitted “sensitive” 5 year old girl in the house, DO NOT WATCH SAPPY REALITY SHOWS! There will be tears.

 

The Biggest Loser is just one of those shows that we always seem to get sucked into. Season after season, it’s the same thing. “I don’t like the contestants this time.” “Jillian bugs me!” “Why does everyone have some sob story?” After all is said and done, none of that matters. We still end up watching, and getting involved throughout the whole season.

 

Maybe I have just watched it enough that I am jaded, and am never really affected when it comes time for someone to get the boot, and go home. This was clearly a new experience for Brooklyn. As we were watching Joe Shmo promise that he will be 100 lbs lighter the next time we see him, I hear whimpering, and a small voice says “I’m so sad”. As I look down ad Brooklyn, I was met with red, tear filled eyes. This where I am a horrible parent, and immediately start to laugh.  I have the hardest time keeping a straight face in situations such as this one.  Jessica is always much stronger than I am. She can always keep calm and comfort the kids, even if something as goofy as the biggest loser is making them cry. When I looked over at Jessica to see how she would react, she had already covered her head with a blanket and was shaking from laughter. I’M DOOMED! How am I supposed to be serious with this going on?

 

Brooklyn was pretty quick to get over the elimination from the white team, but it’s safe to say that that we all shed some tears that night.

Lets see how this goes..

Well, here it goes... This is my attempt at a "dad blog".

 

My wife Jessica has had this strange obsession with “mommy blogs”, for quite a while now. In the beginning, it was all stories about so and so’s kid and how they acted on the plane ride to some random place. Now it all seems to be about cute jeans, and shirts that cost way too much. There is also a kid in the background somewhere. I can do that.. right? I will try to keep the mention of cute jeans, and how my butt (which is nonexistent) looks in them to a minimum. I will have to occasionally geek out a bit when a good movie comes out though. I am a guy after all.

 

Jessica and I have been married for going on four years, and together, we have a little boy, named Gavin. I also have a daughter, from a previous marriage, named Brooklyn. She rounds out the craziness in the house pretty well. When the kids are together, it is an instant whirlwind of giggling, toys appearing EVERYWHERE, and lack of a decent night’s sleep.

 

We live in a smallish town in Utah, where not a whole lot happens, but we still manage to have our fair share of adventures. We don’t travel a lot so many of these “adventures” still take place in the comfort of our own home. I will try to keep things entertaining though.

 

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