In 1870, Elisha Gray and Alexander Graham Bell both independently designed devices that could transmit speech electrically (the telephone). 103 years later, we had cell phones. It’s interesting to think back on …
While rockabilly is still hitting Japan… hard evidently, grunge is finally catching up to Latin countries. Like other kids that might need heavy metal to help calm them down, grunge …
What could test a happy-looking family like those chumps up there? A three year old, of course.
I hate the terms “terrible twos” and “terrible threes.” It’s a cop-out. An excuse. It’s a deflection for attacking a normal developmental phase in your kid. It’s a phrase that describes parents more than kids; your toddler’s just being a toddler, but in your second or third year of fatherhood, you’ve grown comfortable. So naturally, when your kid starts spreading their wings, it feels like the end of the world. You wonder why, even with these terrible “terrible” phrases around, you’re the only one going through this.
Recently, I forgot that I wasn’t alone, and luckily for me, a group of guys came to my rescue. On Twitter, nonetheless.
There’s ‘an hilarious’ article up on the Rants From Mommyland that goes into detail about WHERE you should NOT take a toddler. It lists the 5 places as:
The Consumerist blogger, Mr. Phillip, invites you on this fantastic voyage with the first set of gentle (yet manly) key strokes, “Some parents think its adorable for their tykes to scream their ABCs in public or use waiting room chairs as jungle gyms. Most others, though, are simply annoyed by the presence of unruly rugrats and would rather not be subjected to their antics while they try to take care of business.”
Damn you, children… YOU USELESS PUSTULES. If ONLY there were suitable mentors to assist in the disciplining of these barbaric and soulless monkeys then ALL of our problems would cease to exist and NOT have to be treated with alcohol and prescription drugs!
WHY DIDN’T WE JUST GET KITTENS! F*CK!
This is a video directly from my friend Michael Touna, who posted this tonight. It’s fresh, it’s original, it’s fantastic.
Brief history: our paths crossed professionally a few years back while we worked together in the same building. After getting to know each other on a more personal level, we learned that our respective wives’ due date was within months of each other. I had a daughter and 2 months later he would had a son. We appeared to be the complete opposites yet we were both kindred spirits in our life experience. As a future father, it was awesome to go through most of the pregnancy phases alongside him as he helped to construct his future family. We had been strangers years before, but now had something in common to bond over and talk about. It was pretty awesome.