(DISCLOSURE: I’ve partnered with BOSEbuild and Life of Dad for this article. I was compensated and provided product, but opinions, words, photos and video are all my own.)
I can’t imagine my life without music. I bring speakers everywhere. I keep one in my bag as part of my everyday carry. I have a speaker I keep in the kitchen for when I’m doing dishes. I even have a speaker I bring outside for when I’m grilling. And I connect to these speakers wherever and whenever I want to make music of my own – through apps or with gadgets. My son loves music too – he goes to bed listening to a streaming station and we’ll oftentimes choose a station while doing homework together.
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That being said: Iron Fist! Hype!
If you’ve had a conversation with me about Marvel in the last two years (and you totally have), you know that I’m all about the Marvel shows on Netflix. It’s Marvel stuff that appeals to me as an adult – in lieu of the family-friendly, big screen, in-your-face superhero PEW PEW fights and cake mix dialogue, the Netflix shows have a lot more time and space to create human drama. And because they’re on Netflix, they can have adult language and violence that wouldn’t pass on regular television. You’d be surprised how much more engaging a superhero show is for me when someone drops an f-bomb or gets their arm broken in two places.
“No, I know. It sounds weird to me too,” I assured the mother of my son’s friends. “I did just ask if your kids could come over and I could show them Japanese cartoons and take pictures of them. I get it.”
Let’s rewind back to mid-December: my son and I were Christmas shopping, and Nintendo had a game kiosk set up in the mall. Among the games was one called Yo-Kai Watch. My son and I wouldn’t have paid too much attention to it, except that one of the game’s characters was a butt. Like, literally, a butt. A Nintendo rep asked my son if he wanted a Yo-Kai Watch mask. “THE BUTT I WANT THE BUTT,” my son yelped because he’s seven years old and he’s my son and I love him as much as anything could love anything.
But I digress.
It has been zero days since my last heartburn.
Welcome to the holiday season – a stretch of calendar days where people of every culture have at least one day set aside for gift giving and eating. Between Thanksgiving and New Year’s Day, I am in a constant state of satisfaction and indigestion. Should I be eating all of the foods? At once? YES AND YUM.
There’s a unique generational thing going on right now – the stuff that we enjoyed as kids is all cool again. I can’t think of many toys I had as a kid in the 1980s that represented brands and characters that my parents also loved as kids. The opposite is true for my son and I now – I can’t think of many brands and characters that my son and I don’t love together. This means that toy companies like Playskool are making toys for my son…but deviously so, they appeal to me too.
Hey, up front: this is a sponsored post. Though we’re going to talk about some typical 8BitDad dad commercial stuff, I’m letting you know that I was compensated by the Swiffer folks with money and product to talk about their #SwifferDad campaign. Opinions, as always, are all mine.
You know the Swiffer commercials: a green box shows up on someone’s front porch, and suddenly the family enjoys cleaning. But what you might not have noticed is that Swiffer commercials have been really kind to fathers.
With the new “Swiffer Dad” campaign (HASHTAG!), P&G really put their money behind dads, even enlisting some dad bloggers for their commercials. Seem legit, right?
One of the most terrifying things about growing up is balancing health. And becoming a dad, you are all of the sudden in charge of another person’s life: your child’s. So while worrying about your kid’s health, it’s natural to kind of forget about your own.
And that’s what’s terrifying me about getting older. I’ve hit the age where my friends and I have more frequent conversations about whose mother or father had died, or which of my graduating class (1998!) was the first to have a heart attack. I’ve got an incredible group of friends, online and off – and it terrifies me when I more frequently hear about them “hitting that age” where health is starting to catch up with them. I wonder when it’ll catch up with me.
My favorite thing about being a father is having fun with my son. I love to laugh with him, and it certainly gets a good laugh when I go down a slide that I’m clearly too big for.
But this wouldn’t be 8BitDad without me mentioning that I remember playing video games with my dad. When I was a kid, we’d play NES adventure classics like The Legend of Zelda and StarTropics together. We’d even play Street Fighter II together later when I got a Sega Genesis.
These days, every kid’s got video games, but it’s still a special experience to share them with my son. And when my son plays games like Street Fighter IV or The Legend of Zelda: The Skyward Sword, it reminds me of the generational link between my father and I, and my son and I.