Mr. Mom

03/29/13

Grandma’s Coming To Town

My mother and I haven’t always had the best relationship. There were times throughout my life when I felt millions of miles away from her, even though I was standing right next to her in the same room. She never seemed to “get” me. Looking back, I realize that I never seemed to “get” her, either. And even though we look a lot alike, we couldn’t be more different. My mother was head cheerleader, loved make-up and skirts, and played with dolls when she was little. I was a point guard, hated make-up and skirts, and played with G.I. JOE’s when I was little. There was always some kind of disconnect between us, especially when she tried to get me to wear clothes I didn’t want to wear. I didn’t...

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01/23/13

Baby, It’s Cold Outside

This past fall, the weather was unseasonably warm throughout Western New York. I took advantage of it, taking long walks through the park while pushing Maggie in her stroller. I was able to get out of the house most days and we both enjoy the outdoors. Maggie really loves being outside, even at this early age. She watches everything with such innocent curiosity and the fresh air always puts her to sleep. But now that winter is here and the snow has finally accumulated on the ground, I haven’t taken Maggie outside in weeks. The only time she’s “outdoors” is when we are transporting her from the house to the car and vice versa. It’s kind of a bummer. Now don’t get me wrong, I love winter. My wife and I ski and participate in other fun activities...

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12/20/12

Introducing Mr. Mom - A Tomboy’s Adventure as a Stay-at-Home Mom

The first time I realized that I was a little different than other stay-it-at-home moms was when I took my daughter, Maggie, to music class for the first time. She was only four months old, but I wanted to get her out of the house and interacting with other people on a regular basis so that we wouldn’t go stir crazy sitting at home. I also wanted to do things with Maggie that would be fun and beneficial for her growth. So I threw on some grey Nike sweatpants with a white graphic T-shirt over a white long-sleeved waffle shirt, slipped on my white Nike sneakers and left the house in a white baseball cap. I arrived at music class on time, not really sure what to expect. The music teacher was all smiles and gave me a quick rundown of how the class worked....

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