tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478885332727102848.post4999440220821441326..comments2024-02-22T10:59:34.564-05:00Comments on Always Home and Uncool.: For Father's Day, all I want you to do is give it, give it …Kevin McKeeverhttp://www.blogger.com/profile/10673014424525900380noreply@blogger.comBlogger8125tag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478885332727102848.post-53794225794333734612008-06-11T19:37:00.000-04:002008-06-11T19:37:00.000-04:00First off, these ae the most insightful comments I...First off, these ae the most insightful comments I've every received. Have I told all of you lately how much I appreciate you?<BR/><BR/>ST: How do you know the umbilical stuff? I thought you were sans youngin's?<BR/><BR/>FTF: And hallejuh!<BR/><BR/>MM: Actually, I usually screw up the queue by walking over with the Poopy Pup to pick the kids up. The dog is a mom and kid magnet.<BR/><BR/>HMC: You probably failed to specify the type of manners you wanted taught.<BR/><BR/>Wende: Thanks for coming by. You didn't need to bring a gift, but I appreciate it.<BR/><BR/>Denise: Damn! I knew I was onto something.<BR/><BR/>Nikki: Otis' estate deserves every penny. Listen to "I Love You More than Words Can Say" sometime.Kevin McKeeverhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10673014424525900380noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478885332727102848.post-5922067033994847292008-06-11T17:02:00.000-04:002008-06-11T17:02:00.000-04:00OKay - I heard on NPR that 2007 was the 40th anniv...OKay - I heard on NPR that 2007 was the 40th anniversary of the release of R-E-S-P-E-C-T by Aretha (and Otis - whatever). Can you believe we have been dancing to that song for 40 years?? It is always being played as if it was released just yesterday! Can you imagine the royalties?<BR/><BR/>R-E-S-P-E-C-T<BR/>Find out what it means to me..<BR/>R-E-S-P-E-C-T.<BR/>Take care T-C-B. <BR/>Awwww. A little respect. <BR/><BR/>Give him - his propers - when you come home.<BR/><BR/>Manager Mom watches ALI G??? Respeck.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478885332727102848.post-64860538956890041652008-06-11T13:39:00.000-04:002008-06-11T13:39:00.000-04:00We just finished the book Love and Respect. It's ...We just finished the book Love and Respect. It's a good one and is right on target with what you are saying!!! I believe it!~Swankymamahttps://www.blogger.com/profile/15297775214113910370noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478885332727102848.post-80700635019412227882008-06-11T13:08:00.000-04:002008-06-11T13:08:00.000-04:00Oh this is perfect. Truly, truly, perfect.Oh this is perfect. Truly, truly, perfect.Anonymousnoreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478885332727102848.post-85069103539868839612008-06-11T11:49:00.000-04:002008-06-11T11:49:00.000-04:00Dude.. that "encouragement" thing.. you know.. as ...Dude.. that "encouragement" thing.. you know.. as opposed to critisizing? Yeah, so totally true. I discovered that one on my own in the recent(very recent) past. <BR/><BR/>Then again, all that got me was hubby sitting at the table last night with the kids, flicking corn at all of them with his spoon and laughing when the two oldest started a burbing contest. <BR/>You see.. the assumption was that he was going to <I>help</I> in showing them good table manners. Instead he destroyed the good ones they already had.<BR/><BR/>P.S. I knew that the birth process had freaked my husband out in the past and told him the last time around that if he had any desire to not be in there for it that I understood. He not only showed up(lol) but even watched portions of the c-section. Aw, I felt so special. And proud.TheHMChttps://www.blogger.com/profile/01039624607685855586noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478885332727102848.post-46930797157200375942008-06-11T09:19:00.000-04:002008-06-11T09:19:00.000-04:00I can say that the pick-up queue at school demands...I can say that the pick-up queue at school demands a certain level of testosterone if you are going to survive the experience, no matter what plumbing you're sporting.<BR/><BR/>I am sending you a big 'ol pile of Ali G RESPECK. And you keep on representing for the way cool dads out there.Manager Momhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/17648981937075813835noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478885332727102848.post-74942468779493777302008-06-11T09:01:00.000-04:002008-06-11T09:01:00.000-04:00Amen brother...amen.Amen brother...amen.The FTFhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/11178225841501167560noreply@blogger.comtag:blogger.com,1999:blog-7478885332727102848.post-59843717771098314692008-06-11T07:34:00.000-04:002008-06-11T07:34:00.000-04:00Yeah, umbilical cords are pretty crazy. I was sur...Yeah, umbilical cords are pretty crazy. I was surprised at how thick and tough they are, but it makes sense. I think it's dumb to pressure dads to cut them, since it's still attached to the placenta inside the mom at the time. Hello, medical procedure! Most dads want to avoid that stuff, don't they?<BR/><BR/>I thought this was funny: "a handsome, witty, work-at-home dad who has to teach his frazzled corporate wife the etiquette of the child pick-up auto queue at school and Pokemon card hierarchy? (Not based on me. I constantly violate line integrity and trade my best cards away.)" I want to hear more about this!Stamford Talkhttps://www.blogger.com/profile/10145856659548079358noreply@blogger.com