In a handful of weeks I’ll have a baby. Well, my wife will be doing the majority of the work, but I’ll be a dad. Of course, some people think that I’m already a dad. I guess that depends on when you consider life to begin. Anywho, I’m going to put the cover back on that worm can and get to my point. Which was?
When your pregnant wife (or partner) asks you to take baby classes you say “yes.” You are welcome to poke fun at the topics, but you cannot complain. You can poke fun at the people in the class, but you cannot complain. You can go camping for the weekend, but you better be home in time to make the class (and you cannot complain about returning early to make the class). Ok, no complaining. I get it. What can I do?
Before anyone gets confused, I should note that Y2Kemo has graciously allowed me to guest blog, but I am not he- You may call me AdobeJuan.
As a father to two kids (7 and 8 years old), I am regularly exposed to the realities of modern child rearing, and let me tell ya, there are distinct generational gaps in how kids are raised today. Exhibit A: SNACK.
Our society has created a new meal exclusively for children called Snack. Snack is often observed sometime between lunch and dinner… anywhere between 2:30 to 4pm. It may also is observed spontaneously during any activity where 2 or more children congregate for more than 10 minutes. (“I am going to get my boots at Derek’s house. Can you pack me something for Snack?”)
I be done seen about everything when I see a protest against Ronald McDonald. I get it, the protesters don’t want a clown pushing fatty foods to kids. In a NY Daily News article, a woman from Corporate Accountability International calls Ronald a “deep-friend Joe Camel for the 21st century.” Really? You went there. Camel Joe promoted a highly addictive drug. Ronald plugs Happy Meals.
According to some poll I found at associatedcontent.com the United States is the fattest country in the world boasting an obese population of 30.6%. Of course, those stats change depending on what site you look at, but I wanted one that said America was the fattest so I’m going with that.