The guys over at 8 Bit Dad said on twitter recently that, “If we don’t post everyday, it means we’ve been putting family first.” Man I love that. You wouldn’t believe how far I had to scroll back on their twitter feed to find that quote. I am awful at twitter. There’s too many hashtags floating around, and I’m never sure if I have to virtual hug the person who talks to me or just move right to the cuddling. So confusing. Sometimes I have to step back a little and remember that blogging is something I’ve been making an attempt to do for only three months. I’ve been a parent for more than three years now! Just how parenting came before the words in real life, parenting must continue to be the primary focus over the blog. I put a lot of pressure on myself as a “new guy” in the world of dad bloggers to get a little attention without being in anyone’s face about it all. The biggest part of that is posting, and there are moments where I feel bad that I didn’t get a chance to finish something on a particular day. I’ve asked a few people for advice and then quickly left those people alone so they don’t feel I’m like the annoying kid brother who just wants to follow them everywhere. I know that guy, I’ve been that guy, and people want that guy to go away. I even know a few people who do quite well with their own personal blogs, and I refuse to ask for pointless plugs that are apropos of nothing they would ever talk about normally. I’d love a larger audience. I’d love to power through post after post, but in the end I am a dad first and I have a long way to go in this process. Feeling a need to apologize for my parenting getting in the way of a post is a bit stupid.
This week really let me take that idea to heart. I’m gearing up for my new babysitting adventures, which will start on Monday – wish me luck! I’m also making some changes to my diet and exercise program, namely, having a diet and exercise program. I’m tired, I’m busy, and in the middle of all this are my boys. William has finally, finally, found a way to get out of his shell more. He’s talking more to us, instead of just near us. He’s turning into a boy who wants to do things! It’s so exciting, and when he wants to live out his imagination, I’m ready to join him. I really love it.
I made a comment on my facebook page the other day explaining why I might not be getting a new post up, and people seemed to love it. My assumption is that everyone thought it was sweet, and not that people were glad to have a break from me. So I thought I’d expand on our very important search the other day.
Several months ago, it was announced that Disney Junior was going to turn into a full-time channel. Melissa and I were overjoyed with that news. Why? CLEARING THE DVR! So many Mickey, Jake, Manny, and Little Einstein episodes clogging our system. So a full channel devoted to those shows and more, made us a happy pair. Of course, it took a while to be offered in Idaho, but we have it now! Along with all the normal shows that the boys were familiar with, came a few new titles as well as some Disney movies.
One of the movies, which I had never heard of, was “The Tigger Movie.” It was released in 2000 and as best as I could find, is the only movies involving the “Winnie the Pooh” characters where Tigger is the main focus. I’m not going to go into the details of the movie, though I will say if your child likes that silly old bear, they will enjoy this story. All you need to know for this is that at a point in the movie, Tigger and Roo are bouncing through the woods looking for Tigger’s family by yelling, “Hello? Tigger’s family?! Come out, come out, where ever you are!”
For several days, William had been saying something that typed out probably looks like this, “Comeonah iya are!!” Having my minor in toddler linguistics, I really felt like I should be able to figure out what that meant. I had no idea. Till one day we were watching the movie, again, and William joined in at that scene with Tigger and Roo using his gibberish version. That is William’s idea of, “Come out, come out where ever you are!” So now it was no longer confusing, just adorable.
With my role as William’s playmate becoming more and more involving, it generally means he wants more time playing with puzzles or drawing in coloring books…or any books. This week though, thanks to the folks at Disney, he had something else in mind.
I had just put Carter down for his nap, and William was running around in a mild panic downstairs having finished watching The Tigger Movie…again. While to me it was downstairs, to William it had become the world of his friends from the hundred-acre woods. I’m almost surprised that I was not scolded for tramping on flowers or splashing in puddles as I took that final step off the stairs. Honestly, I was hoping for a moment of rest or a chance to check over the latest post so I could publish it before we dove into play time. Not that day. William reached up for my hand, and I was not going to tell him to wait. For a few moments I wasn’t really sure what I was supposed to be doing, then William called out, “Hello? Tigger’s Fam-wee? Comeonah iya are!” Ah! We’re looking for Tigger’s family, and since William was leading me, I assumed he was Tigger which made me Roo. Stick the short guy with the little character. Funny, son.
So we searched. And we searched. I mean, our house is not exactly big so there was a few laps made. We hopped a little and we checked in some of the drawers, but just like in the movie we never did find Tigger’s family. All in all, our adventure probably lasted less than 10 minutes, but it was the first time William has ever pulled me into his world. In those moments, time really wasn’t the important thing, and running spell check on some goofy write-up wasn’t something I was going to worry about when we were working so hard to find a family of Tiggers. I made sure to reiterate a point made in the movie, that Tigger didn’t need to go searching for his family, they were right beside him all along. It’s true that I will always be here for my kids, but still, I’ll go looking for that elusive family tree whenever William is ready to bring me along again. I hope he does.
So yes, if you’ve found your way to my exit on the internet turnpike, I do hope you’ll stay a while. I hope you enjoy what you see, and I even hope you’ll recommend me to a friend. Perhaps even lots of friends?
Know that there are days where I’m in search of a huge, striped tree filled with bouncing Tiggers of every color. There are days when I’m sharing a blanket with a special little man to watch Sheetrock Hills put on their brand new play, “Snow White and the Seven Tools.” Some days I’ve just got too much dad life going on, and that has to happen before any of this.
To the next adventure!