After Vegas, our children deserve answers

After Vegas, our children deserve answers

The following was originally published in the Fargo Forum. I always look forward to writing these columns. They’ve been free license for me to praise my son, revel in the everyday joys of parenting or just share a fun story. But today I woke up to the news of 50-plus lives lost and hundreds more wounded and fighting to stay alive. Not overseas on some battlefield, but here at home. Again. Nothing is fun today. Today, I’m overcome with sadness….

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Go Ahead, Treat Each Other Like 2-Year-Olds

Go Ahead, Treat Each Other Like 2-Year-Olds

I forget where I had to go. I forget why I had to be there so early. As a full-time freelancer, part-time employee, former stay-at-home dad (at what point do I just label myself a career dropout?), I rarely have meetings or appointments scheduled before my morning daycare dropoff date with my son. You’d think it would stick out in my mind, but I haven’t the foggiest recollection of what took me out of the house so early that day….

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Adjusting to Daycare, 3 Weeks In

Adjusting to Daycare, 3 Weeks In

You want a deliberate, suitably slow lesson in patience? Take my two-year-old for a walk. Please. I was under the false impression that after my son, Macklin, started daycare, the organized setting full of established routines and lesson plans would maybe have somewhat of an impact on his ability to focus. Our last few trips to the neighborhood park, however, have proven just how far removed from reality my expectations were. While his self-confidence has never been higher—he displays nothing…

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A Basketcase of Thankfulness

A Basketcase of Thankfulness

Regular readers of this infrequent blog might be under the impression that I’m good at sharing my emotions. False. In real life, I’m more Spock than Troi. I tend to speak only when spoken to, and even then I use as few words as possible. Without a keyboard under my fingers, I’m really quite bad at expressing myself or what’s going through my head. So, allow me to get something off my chest here in a space I feel most…

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To My Son’s Future Daycare Teachers

To My Son’s Future Daycare Teachers

The following is another brilliant guest post from Mrs. Full-Time Dad (a.k.a. “Mama”)… published on day one of Macklin’s first day (back) at daycare.  I first want to say, I am absolutely excited for you to get to spend the day with my son. I know I’m biased and every parent loves their child, but I truly think he is the funniest, cutest, most clever little person you will get to spend your day with. Macklin is brave and independent….

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Daddy Daycare is Closing Down…

Daddy Daycare is Closing Down…

If I had to sum up in one word what it feels like to be a parent—the day-to-day reality of parenthood—I’d say conflicted. You want your kid to sleep in, but you can’t wait for the day’s first hug. You want to feed him a healthy breakfast, but when he asks for “bown suga, yeah!” on his oatmeal, you can’t resist. You want to be by his side at all times… unless he’s rage crying because you made him put…

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Alone, Into the Woods I Went…

Alone, Into the Woods I Went…

I wasn’t more than 10 minutes into my first solo canoe trip to the Boundary Waters when an old, familiar emotion took hold. I hadn’t felt it in years, but I recognized it immediately—a mix of fear, regret and longing for home. Fear of the unknown. Regret for willingly putting myself in this position. And, perhaps the strongest of them all, a deep desire to return to the safe confines of home. This feeling strikes me each time I venture…

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Dear Fellow Parents, Let’s Make a Pact

Dear Fellow Parents, Let’s Make a Pact

I had just settled into one of the few remaining not-sticky seats at the mall’s play place when the curtain pulled back on act one of a familiar drama. My son, Macklin, was headed straight for the S.S. West Acres boat, occupied by a gaggle of slightly older, slightly bossy girls. They saw him coming, telepathically agreed on a plan and executed it ruthlessly. Boys, Mack immediately learned, were not welcome aboard this ship. I sat back and watched, as…

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When family’s away, Dad will… clean, apparently

When family’s away, Dad will… clean, apparently

Before the snow started flying on Sunday, I found myself home alone for the first time in about a year. Totally alone. My wife, Emily, was in New York City being a fancy grown up with a job, and my son, Macklin, was enjoying his first sleepover at the lake with grandma and grandpa. It was 3:30 p.m. on a Friday and I was entirely unencumbered. Yet, all I could think about was cleaning the house. So that’s what I…

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Guest Post: Playing ‘The Name Game’ with a Three-Year-Old

Guest Post: Playing ‘The Name Game’ with a Three-Year-Old

I’m thrilled to welcome another guest blogger to the Mr. Full-Time Dad roster. Friend, fellow father and admitted accountant, Kevin Teigen shares the story of what it’s like living with a creative thee-year-old who’s about to become a big brother and has strong opinions about baby names. Kevin and his wife, Danielle, are welcoming their second child sometime in April. My son, Dominic, is about three and a half years old. This is kind of a golden age. For starters,…

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