Once again I find myself sitting on my patio in the backyard, enjoying a cigar and a drink and contemplating the events of the day. The cigar is an inexpensive hand-rolled number (never ‘cheap’, always ‘inexpensive.’) and the drink is a Charles Shaw Sauvignon Blanc (cheap). The subject of my contemplation this evening? Father’s Day. This is my second said holiday with my twin boys and a little more meaningful than the one I had last year. The first, of course, was important because … well, it was my first. The first true Father’s Day where I was the creator of little tiny human beings … [Read more...]
As a stay-at-home father, one of the biggest jobs I have isn't feeding or changing my twins. It’s making sure that they are kept busy. The busier they are, the happier they are and, in turn, the happier I am. We do a lot of activities at home, but sometimes I just have to get out of the house. Our Las Vegas Dads Group meets a few times a month at local children’s play places. If you are unfamiliar with these, they are a far cry from the McDonald’s play areas you are probably imagining. One place has little themed rooms such as a pretend beauty salon, a make-believe grocery store and a fire … [Read more...]
I know that you mean well and are just trying to make conversation, but do I look like I have time talk while I'm dealing with these two kids? It’s difficult enough keeping one child happy and entertained when I'm out and about trying to get things done, much less two. I don't really have time then to stop and field your questions, no matter how innocent they may seem, so I thought I'd answer the most common ones here. 1. First and foremost, yes -- they are twins. No, they don’t look alike because each of them came from a different egg instead of being one egg that split into two. … [Read more...]
Editor's Note: The author originally wrote this post for his blog, Double Trouble Daddy, to mark the Oct. 15 observance of national Pregnancy and Infant Loss Remembrance Day.
If you saw me pushing a shopping cart or chasing a quick-footed toddler around a neighborhood playground you would probably say to yourself: “There goes a happy Dad of twins.”What you probably wouldn’t guess by watching me pulling the double-trouble wagon down the street toward the park is that I’m actually the father of five. No -- although they consider themselves part of the … [Read more...]
Babywearing in Las Vegas was something I always planned on doing. It seemed like a great idea. Your child was right next to you, gaining comfort in hearing your breathing and in feeling your heartbeat. It would leave my hands free to shop, do dishes, or fold laundry. I’d be the coolest Dad on the block, really showing my friends and neighbors “how it’s done.” Then came the day that my wife’s doctor told us the two words that would shatter that wonderful babywearing image: “It’s twins!” How was I going to manage to carry two babies? One on the front and one on the back? My ideas of being … [Read more...]