You
want a peak at how it's different when dad's at home instead of
mom?
Are you sitting down?
To the grandparents:
Sometimes the artwork squiggles on cards are not done by the 3-year-old.
To my wife:
Car seats fit on golf carts.
To my son:
Mickey will NOT throw us out of Disney World if you poop in your
pants.
To my wife:
After the third day, McDonald's doesn't taste so great.
To my wife, mom, and grandma:
Soap is used every third bath. Spaces between toes are never dried.
To my buddies:
Sometimes I watch daytime home and craft shows.
To my buddies:
I decoupage.
To my buddies:
Lynnette Jennings totally intimidates me.
To my wife:
Sometimes I watch daytime Baywatch reruns.
To my wife:
I call one of the parks the "cute mommy park."
To other moms:
I like shorts weather.
To my son:
Some adults, like Grandma, wet their pants too.
To my dad:
I really don't want to go back to work full time.
To my wife:
I REALLY, REALLY don't want to go back to work full time.
To my wife:
Our son watches A LOT more than 1 hour of TV a day.
To my son:
They didn't cancel "The Big Comfy Couch," I just don't
like it.
To my son:
Casey Jones died in a train wreck.
To my dad:
If I can't fix it with a hammer or duct tape--I call a guy.
To my son:
Sometimes I drive around until you fall asleep.
To my son:
I mix pureed carrots and green beans into most of your food.
To my wife and mom:
Ketchup and popcorn are vegetables.
To my son:
Grandpa is an engineer. But not a train engineer.
To my wife:
When I clean, I throw away things that would make you nuts if you
knew: perfectly good empty boxes, receipts, mystery plastic parts,
kid artwork, photos, unidentified phone numbers, recent catalogs,
directions and warranties for cheap appliances, old Christmas cards,
pens I just don't like, and much, much more.
To my son:
I throw away $3 toys that require $4 of batteries.
To my son:
The cat is dead.
To my wife:
I lied. I nap every day.
To my wife: The cat is dead.
To my buddies:
Sometimes I listen to Dr. Laura.
To my wife:
Sometimes I listen to Howard Stern.
To my wife:
After baths, clothes are optional, for everyone.
To my dad:
Your grandson can not switch-hit at 3.
To my sister:
You didn't have the most beautiful babies ever. We did.
Oh sure, mom's are soooo perfect.
Sean Casey,
the father of a boy and a girl, lives in New Jersey.
At least that's what he tells us.
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