Oh, my Glamorous Life as a Househusband
Hello Interwebs, I know. It's been a while. Sorry, but I have these things called kids and blogging and dining out at nice places just don't mix. Yeah, I'm the guy trying to hold one kid while feed the other while the wife cleans up some spill or another from one or the other kids. It's fun and chaos. I don't know how my parents did it. My parents were great and they raised us well and they talk us all the right things, they were principled and patient. We got into arguments but mainly because my sisters and I were just jerks. When I found out I was going to be a parent, my wife and I talked and set rules and thought out how we would raise them. We were going to read them books, play classical music, travel with them, cook all their meals and all that other stuff. We tried all that but at the end of the day, we just got by doing what we could. You get into a pattern of survival. A book could keep a kid entertained for about 15 minutes and then they migh