Guest post from Mr. Mom

Just a bit of advice for any of you out there currently dating musicians: they may take a wee bit of time to mature, but hold on tight, because eventually this happens.








Best. Dad. Ever.

End of the year wrap up

So,

Life marches on. Christmas was spectacular, as it almost inevitably has to be with the world's most excited 2 year old and his sidekick brother. Of course, Graham made out like an absolute bandit and still managed to complain that it wasn't enough, but that's his job really.

Here's what you missed:

As I waited for Sarah to finish work, we hit the museum for some time killing. While there, Jakey again displayed his total disregard for his own safety and hit the slides.





Then it was time to head home for the holidays.

We travelled to Boston. Meal there? Organic snacks and sandwiches. Meal back? Burger King, Twizzlers and Oreos. 

Sarah got a kiss, but Jakey saw Jesus.

At home, Graham showed us just how excited a child can be on Christmas morning.

The Welshes demonstrating both their affinity for Sesame Street and their enormous heads. 

Jakey rode the crap out of this beast. Charge!

Jakey tried all day, but couldn't do better than a 280. Next time, buddy.

Unfortunately, we had to leave a few things behind because of space in the car. Shockingly, this truly special gift didn't make the cut.

Christmas Time

Man, the Christmas spirit is flying in our house and not necessarily in a good way. Graham is so excited that he has essentially morphed into a methed out 3 foot tall wrecking machine. He has also contracted an insane case of the "Why?'s" and now will not let any statement, however benign, go unchallenged. "Why do we need a clean house? Why is Santa at the North Pole? Why do you make us sleep outside?" etc.

Anywho, here some cute stuff from our holiday season:

Liberace, the Christmas Cowboy

This is unacceptable! Check the damn list twice! 

Nobody puts Baby in a box. Well, except Baby.

So I sez to this guy, I sez, listen Bub....

The intrepid little Santa in Rochester's natural environment

Jakey does not like the cold. Damn straight, young man.

Betrayed!

My son Jacob has become a little pint-sized Judas.

Observe him in this video unabashedly enjoying the absolute worst song in the universe.




I mean, who's with me? That song blows.

Heart Attack

So, we have just been getting snow here in Rochester. God, I love snow. Oh, wait a minute...nope. I hate snow. Especially snow like this - thick, wet, heart attack snow.

Anyway, I have to go out and shovel, but first a slideshow with commentary....

One of the true beauties of youth is the ease with which children are entertained by dumb shit. This cardboard piece of junk ice castle made Graham ecstatic for nearly a half hour.  

"Commissioner, I'm on my way! Also, I need a cell phone."

Costume time at Julians. Notice the nod to authenticity provided by Pooh's cutlass.

Graham has traded in his Batman stuff for a safari hat. Here he is observing conspicuous consumption in its natural habitat.

"I need my allowance by the end of the week or I'm gonna have Jakey kneecap you."