About Mike Julianelle

Mike Julianelle is a thirty-something Brooklynite and member of the NYC Dads Group. He shares his experiences as a father and bitches about the ways the existence of his son – not to mention the myriad responsibilities surrounding that existence – is destroying his social life on his blog Dad and Buried.

Sharing Bed with Your Child Great If You Don’t Need the Sleep

August 27, 2019 by Mike Julianelle Leave a Comment

So we did it. We finally got ourselves a king-size mattress. Unfortunately, we also got ourselves a kid. My son was always a good sleeper. We cried it out, he got the point, and from a few months in, he was sleeping through the night pretty consistently. There have been speed bumps, but nothing out of the ordinary. So when we converted his crib to a bed we foolishly told him he could get out of it when he woke up, rather than sit there and scream our names for 30 minutes. Not the best idea. Over the last few weeks, he’s been waking up repeatedly, and having a hard time getting back to … [Read more...]

Lying Comes Easy to Children, Easier to Their Parents

July 23, 2019 by Mike Julianelle Leave a Comment

No matter how hard you stress the importance of honesty, kids will still lie. It’s human nature. My kid isn’t even 3 and I’ve already seen it happening. I’m not always sure that’s he truly lying about not having pooped or if he’s just so used to having poop in his pants that he can’t tell the difference, but sometimes he’s lying about it. Because he doesn’t want his diaper changed. Because he’s gross. But I digress. Dealing with lying children is part of being a parent. I knew that going in, and I’m ready for it. But I didn’t know how much lying I’d be doing. Pro tip: Kids will … [Read more...]

Curse of When Your Kid Starts Using Swear Words

February 11, 2019 by Mike Julianelle Leave a Comment

Over the weekend, my son unleashed his first swear word. The chosen curse was “bitch!” And as far as my wife and I could tell, he didn’t direct it at anyone. He just kind of said it. And it was pretty evident that he had no idea what it meant. But that didn’t stop the household from doing some soul-searching. I curse a lot, but that’s not the sum of my character. I usually curse for emphasis, or for laughs. But regardless of my rationalizations, those words – once so forbidden, both in my home and, more generally, in the world at-large – are a part of my vocabulary. And my wife’s too. … [Read more...]