Fascination With Facetime

Boy Wonder will definitely grow up being better equipped to handle long distance relationships than I ever could. Why? FaceTime. Take it from someone who's lived on the other side of the country, away from his family for a long time, FaceTime rules. I'll bet that most of you grew up in the Stone Age. I'm talking about those Flintstone days, where we actually had to pick up the phone and dial up…
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Stressed Out

Stress isn't fun to talk about. Usually, I sweep mine under the rug and dance around like it's not there. Why? Because we all have it. The only thing that makes my stress more important than yours is that it's mine. So, I won't sit here and bore you with my problems because you've got plenty of your own. Instead, I'd like to talk about another gizmo on the trusty IncrediDad utility belt -…
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Excess Baggage

I start to question what is essential as I'm packing my suitcase. I've been traveling my entire life and since then, lots of things have changed. Security is tighter at the airports, Mickey Mouse seems a lot shorter than he used to, and gas is way more expensive now. You know what hasn't changed though? Luggage. It's always seemed to me that when it comes to packing a bag, less is always more.…
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Boy Wonder Discovers His Own Superpower

Parenting requires a ridiculous amount of attention, patience and energy. IncrediParenting takes even more. So, it's understandable that we would want a few moments of peace every day. That's what I use the Fortress of Solitude for. But my days of hiding in the bathroom are almost over. Boy Wonder has discovered a new super power. He's learned how to entertain himself! As he becomes more mobile,…
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What Happens In My House Before You Arrive

"Where does this go?" "I dunno. Stash it under the bed." "Quick, throw a quilt over that pile of junk. I've gotta go scrub the toilet!" This is what goes on in our house just before you arrive.Two adults running back and forth in a hurried panic while Boy Wonder sits in his playpen giggling at them. Of course, the joke is on him. As soon as he's old enough to walk, I'm putting a broom in his hand…
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A Guest Post from Our Friends @ Twinstuff.com

A twin pregnancy not only changes the life of the Mom but also the Dad. It is different from a singleton pregnancy in so many ways and in so many aspects. This is why it is important for both parents to know what to expect when expecting twins, especially for the first time. At the outset, you have to know that there will be physical, emotional, and financial challenges throughout the journey. Of…
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The Duchess Of Nausea – a guest post by Bex

Nothing could have prepared me for the shock of finding out I was pregnant. I mean, there were signs but I was too busy working a full time job and planning the wedding of my dreams to notice them. At first, it felt more like the flu. Then one morning, as I was getting ready for work, I knew something was different about my body. No there was no baby bump staring back at me in the mirror, at…
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A Critical Analysis Of Children’s Literature

The other day, I mentioned that I like to spice up whatever story du jour that I'm reading to Luke. It's not that the stories I read him aren't good, but they aren't spectacular either. Every parent has their favourite kids book too. You'll hear it if I talk about Dr. Seuss. It's not that Seuss is really that great, more like most books written for kids are just that bad. I've composed text…
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Three Things I Should Stop Doing, Now That I’m A Dad

Bad habbits. Everyone has them. Few people own up to them. Believe it or not, I even have a few of my own. My grannie grannie used to tell me that I'd argue with Jesus. I would always disagree with her, crying "No I wouldn't.". Thus proving her point. I have also been known to pass gas in the supermarket and blame it on the nearest kid. Really, he had it coming. He was staring me down for the…
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From Rut to What Did I do?

Back in 2016, I found myself in a rut, wondering when life was going to get going again. At the ripe old age of 28, I was washed up, hit my peak, no where to go. I found myself in the middle of a quarter-life crisis, wondering what I had to show for it. My day was routine. Get up. Go to work. Come home. Eat. Sleep. Do it all over again. I knew I needed to make a change. Something had to happen…
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