Last night, I went back to elementary school... our first visit to what will be our girls' home base for learning for the first several grades of their public school careers. We're about six months out from the start of Kindergarten for Addie, and it's a close call as to what's been more surprising - the fact that we just did the open house for the Fall 2014 school year... or the fact that we'll have a kindergartner. I'm going for the latter, as I still can't believe that this little girl is going to be five this year.
Note: My wife told me last night that she'd prefer I not post this... my annual anti-Super Bowl post. But since it was already written a few days in advance, I'd hate to let it go to waste.
This Sunday, while most of America is spending the evening shouting at the TV... wait a second. I wrote this before, didn't I? Well, yes, I sorta did, on "Super Sunday" last year. So here we are, nearly 365 days later, and SUPER BOWL XLVIII is about to kick-off, and just as I've done for many years prior, I will be watching - or doing - something completely unrelated to the "The Big Game." Ah yes, "The Big Game," the legally-enacted phrase that so many businesses use in place of "Super Bowl" thanks to the NFL's iron-fisted restrictions on people calling the game what it actually is (seriously: Does anyone think that some crappy used car lot really has any kind of official relationship with the NFL?). But then again, I don't like the NFL, either. Funny enough, I didn't even know who was in this year's Super Bowl until yesterday, and just found out where it's happening today.
Throughout the course of internet history, there have been many videos that feature "Extreme" sports of the winter variety. Skiing, snowboarding, bobsledding, and even some good old-fashioned sled hill awesomeness have been featured, with many of these videos being hosted at a place called YouTube (you might've heard of it). Tonight, I present to you The Most EPIC Sledding Video Ever!*, one that stars my four-year-old daughter, Adalyn, as she tackles the BIG sled hill for the first time ever. And the second time. I've taken the liberty of editing the video to include shots from both I and my wife, and have soundtracked it with a completely unnecessarily, yet totally necessary cinematic score. My daughter is a badass. There's no question.
Today is the day that BATDAD RETURNS. And, when I say "BatDad," I'm referring to the real BATDAD, not the largely-unfunny imposter that popped up on Vine at some point after the one true BATDAD first appeared. Yes, the guy that stole all of the real BATDAD's press, not unlike those fake "Batmen" that once popped in Gotham City sporting outfits cobbled together from used sporting goods and tights, doing such a bad job that the real BATMAN had to bail them out and show the true power of THE DARK KNIGHT. After all, everyone knows that the real BATDAD at least has a mask and cowl that envelopes his entire head. In fact, the OG BATDAD first appeared all the way back in May of 2012 via the webseries, MARRIAGE AND OTHER TRAGEDIES (which I featured here on The Rock Father last summer), where he faced-off against such heinous villains as Pinkie Pie from MY LITTLE PONY: FRIENDSHIP IS MAGIC, who may have actually been a dastardly pillow pet. Alas, BATDAD RETURNS for a new adventure: BATDAD'S BUELLER KIND OF DAY OFF. Watch it below...
Earlier tonight, while having dinner at Infields beneath Macy's on State Street in Chicago, my brother-in-law's girlfriend asked me about my family, and if there were any real "Chicago traditions" that we kept going. Honestly, my answer was "no." As a whole, there really haven't been any longstanding traditions rooted in Chicago for us, despite how much I talk up my love for the city here on The Rock Father. The reality is that when it comes to tradition, the ones we have are the ones that my wife and I have been establishing, and those are the ones that will matter most for our daughters. The big one, is our trip to visit Santa Claus... who we actually visit twice. The first time is always at Bass Pro Shops on Thanksgiving night, and the second (the really big event) is when we visit him in Santaland at Macy's. Last night, our 2013 sit-down took place.
It was five years ago yesterday that I found out that I would soon become a parent for the very first time. My wife and I were in the car, driving down I-94 outside of Chicago on the way to her Dad's house for Thanksgiving dinner when she turned to me and stated boldly: "You knocked me up." I distinctly remember grinning ear-to-ear, and beginning our first real conversation about our new reality: we were about to be parents. The following summer, on the exact date of our 10th wedding anniversary, Addie was born and I would effectively become "The Rock Father." The build-up to that day was filled with planning... uncertainty... and questions. I didn't know then that parent blogging was a thing, and the manuals? Well, there are none as far as I'm concerned.