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On 4/12/2021 at 3:35 PM, Log said:

Both of my kids (10 and 4) got waaaay into Gabba.  My wife and I still sing songs from that show all the time.  My daughter got to see them live when they were still doing that.  We even got to see a live Biz's Beat of the Day!

I saw Kid Koala opening for Deltron a few years back and the loudest the crowd got the whole night was when he played a Yo Gabba Gabba song.  Just went absolutely bugfuck nuts for it.

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I'm coaching my son's T-ball team this year.  First time coaching.  It's been interesting. 

We already had two kids out due to Covid before our first game.  Our second game was cancelled because the other team was quarantined after they had a kid come to their first game with the virus.  Yesterday we got an email saying we're going to umpire the games ourselves since most of the umpires have it.

The kids themselves are an interesting mix.  There are four or five who are pretty good, a few that at least seem to realize they're on a baseball field, one that hasn't shown up the last four games and two that do show up but don't seem to realize there's a game going on.  The one that would easily be our best player spends most of his time sulking.  We're supposed to play every kid at every position at least once.  Fortunately I've managed that already, since there's at least two I don't feel safe putting at first base again.  A couple of the kids throw hard enough to hurt somebody, and I'd just as soon not watch a five year old's nose get splattered because he wasn't even looking at the kid throwing to him.

Opposing coaches tend to drive me nuts.  Half of them seem to not to realize this is freaking T-ball.  This ain't meant to be taken that seriously.  I did the select team/high level high school stuff when I was growing up.  There's a time for that stuff, but T-ball ain't it.  Let em have fun.  It's fun to read behind the lines of the emails from the commissioner to figure out what some fool did last time out.  He told me they have to permanently kick out a coach about every other year, and that it almost always happens in T-ball.  People are weird.

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I am not trying to be controversial or anything, but we have decided that we like pandas and pandas are cute and also we like pandas because they are cute. I'm supporting my daughters' take here, regardless of what anyone else thinks. 

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This deserves to be in the Dad thread, too.   My daughter found out on Wednesday that she is the valedictorian of the Senior class of her high school.

To say that I am a proud father would be an understatement.

I am now consumed with the obsession of buying a completely badass suit to wear to commencement.  I am proud of her and i want her to be proud of me, so I have to look 100% pimp for the graduation photos.

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55 minutes ago, odessasteps said:

I thought she was in college by now. 

Nope.  This is her senior year.

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Hail To Princess Sandra Violet, of Clan Harris, descended from the line of Levi!
On this day she has completed 3 cycles and looks to reign for many more!

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James

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Setting:  My house, 11:40 Tuesday night.

Mom:  Hey, why are you up?

Child:  I think I'm gonna be bluuuhhhipoiajpoijhpgoiewrsdfjdnsbnwssdjpgweirupoyiwpjhwe

Not good times

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I'm guessing sleepwalking?  My daughter did this regularly when she was little.  I don't know if this was the right approach, but I'd always let her talk for however long it took(usually less than 5 minutes) and then say "Ok baby, let's go back to bed."  Most of the time she'd just turn right around and head to her room on her own, a few times I had to carry her back.  But she'd get in bed, get her bunny she slept with, and go right back to sleep.  She'll be 13 in a couple of months and there really hadn't been any issues for a couple of years now.  Until last week.  She came out to the living room about 12:30 in the morning saying she was mad because she needed to reset her alarm clock.  I had her sit down and finish telling me what the problem was and told her I thought it would be ok.  Normally she remembers nothing about these episodes, but the next day I started to ask her about it and she immediately said "Did I come out to the living room last night?  Talking about my alarm clock?"  She actually remembered most of the conversation.  Hopefully what your child goes through will be a similar experience.  The only real fear we ever had was stairs.  Our daughter started sleepwalking at around age 2, when we still lived in a townhouse style apartment with the bedrooms upstairs.  We put a baby gate at the top of the stairs as a precaution(which damn near killed me a couple of times nearly tripping over it) and luckily never had any accidents.  This is a girl who is clumsy by nature and takes poor angles when walking and might bump into a door frame, corner of a countertop, a chair etc, but she always navigated walking in the dark without any issues when sleepwalking.

Maybe it will be an isolated incident, it always seemed to happen most often if our daughter was over tired, so maybe be on a bit of alert on nights where you feel your kid is more tired than normal?  I hope everything works out fine.  If your experience works out anything like ours, you'll be able to laugh about some of the goofy things your child says, like the time my daughter came out and proclaimed "I'm here to help with the cows!".

 

Edit: Now I realize I totally misread " bluuuhhhipoiajpoijhpgoiewrsdfjdnsbnwssdjpgweirupoyiwpjhwe" as gibberish, not puking.  My bad, carry on.

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1 hour ago, Robert C said:

Setting:  My house, 11:40 Tuesday night.

Mom:  Hey, why are you up?

Child:  I think I'm gonna be bluuuhhhipoiajpoijhpgoiewrsdfjdnsbnwssdjpgweirupoyiwpjhwe

Not good times

LOOOOL this reminds me of my daughter's first real illness.  I remember it was a Saturday in January 2017, so she'd have been almost 2.  I'd just fed her and I was holding her.  She was facing me and the conversation went like this:

Me: What's wrong, baby?  You're a little droopy today.

Her: bluuuhhhipoiajpoijhpgoiewrsdfjdnsbnwssdjpgweirupoyiwpjhwe (right on me)

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Since we're telling upchuck stories.

I've only seen my kid puke twice.  Once in the back of my truck when she was about five or six or so (I actually carried her over my shoulder into a McDonald's bathroom while she was projectile vomiting, raving like a madman the entire way.  Not fun), and again when she was about twelve and had a really horrible bout of food poisoning after eating bad corn with her school lunch.

Me:  Hey, kiddo.  Are you okay?

Her: blualapkldfjugasldfgsalkfjgdsjfkaslgsdfd.  I'm tired, Dad.  I think I'll just brush my teeth, take a shower, and go to bed.

Poor thing slept for about 12 hours, but she felt better when she got up.. and she was ravenous.  I got us some lunch and she ate an entire large cheese pizza by herself.

It took me many days and three bottles of Febreeze to get the cruddy corn smell out of my apartment.

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On 6/9/2021 at 11:10 AM, Robert C said:

Setting:  My house, 11:40 Tuesday night.

Mom:  Hey, why are you up?

Child:  I think I'm gonna be bluuuhhhipoiajpoijhpgoiewrsdfjdnsbnwssdjpgweirupoyiwpjhwe

Not good times


Little turd have it to me.  Guess it’s my turn to sit on the couch and watch Scooby Doo all day Friday.  
 

Think the last time I puked was New Years Day 1997, when a friend decided she’d get me drunk on New Year’s Eve and see what came of it. We’ve been married twenty three years, so I guess it worked out. 
 

Pukin definitely ain’t any more fun at fifty than it was at twenty five. 

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My little guy (4) got sick a couple weeks ago.  He threw up in bed once, but then made it to the toilet for the other times.  It was in the middle of the night and the poor guy kept saying, "I just want this to be over.  When will it be tomorrow?"

But then for about two weeks he tried to use his sickness to get out of eating anything he didn't want to eat.  "Oh, my belly is still sick", said after eating his weight in mini-muffins earlier that morning.

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