Heeeeeeeyyyyy pretty lady, Ope-Ope-Op-Op-Op-Oppenheimer...
It was stuck in my head. Now I live in yours rent free. You're welcome! #baddad
My daughter is just great. Damn shame about her Dad, and she doesn’t even see it. Sad…
Really envying childless-by-choice folks today.
I basically don’t say ‘no’ to Kyle about anything because the scope of his whims is pretty small and it’s not as if he can push his own wheelchair.
An hour outside rolling him around the neighborhood reciting every house number and helping him proudly demo his knowledge of all the street names is amazingly exhausting.
I am so grateful for the prediction of rain for tomorrow.
#BadDad
Is it bad that following a lot of queer young people makes me feel a whole bunch better about ways I’ve avoided being #BadDad?
Part of #BadDad praxis is minimal protection from consequences. That way I never have to engage in “punishment” or “discipline” which are both no fun. https://mstdn.social/@_L1vY_/110209456130198748
Ever get so intense on writing a scene for an adventure you almost forget to leave to pick up your daughter?
#baddad #ttrpgDesign #parenting
The joke has been “what are they gonna do, take him away from us?” Which is funny because it is absurd. Rationally.
But there’s always that piece of my brain which has taken the other side for 20+ years. 30+ if my lesser anxiety with Elder Spawn counts. I should not be allowed to parent. I’m not good at it. I got lucky with Elder Spawn, who fought to be fully independent from day 1. Kyle is “hard mode” parenting, a game I am unfit for.
Just got this VM from my estranged father. Pretty sure hes full of sh!t
I think it's fair to say that my children, like all children, are generally lovely but also kind of gross... 😂
You know what never gets old?
Discovering a few minutes later by scent that you must have missed a bit somewhere when washing up after changing a poopy diaper.
Every time it triggers the same visceral revulsion.
I mean, he'll be fine this time, but only because the fine folks at Children's PM&R had a timeslot available before his meds run dry.
It was a mistake to let me procreate.
Item 93457 in the #BadDad file:
Forgot to exercise the van this month so in the coldest week of the year the battery was dead. I did think to put it on the charger this AM, because Kyle had an appointment to refill his Baclofen pump. His wheelchair is why we have the van.
However, when I came out 3hrs later it was still dead, the charger clip having popped of the terminal. Cold enough here that our other car, a hybrid, could not jump the big engine.
I am a danger to my kid.
There's nothing so disorienting for a parent as a late-decision snow day. Especially fabulous with county-level special needs programs, where the school itself can be open while the buses are not running because the regular local district is closed.
I'm so lucky that Kyle handles every surprise as an adventure. Had him all dressed, fed, lunch packed and waiting for the bus. Which did not come.
He thinks it's funny that his school will only have teachers.
#michigan #detroit #macomb #baddad
Kyle has learned how to make some of his toys almost reproduce a 33.6Kbps connect squeal. That's not his goal, of course, his goal is to trick me into thinking the batteries are dead. He promotes this with a dramatic "Oh no, the toy is buzzing, the batteries must be DEAD!"
I am not fooled.
He does not care. He's gonna keep doing it until the batteries ARE dead.
Kyle can't shop, so he gave me something personal for Xmas.