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Saturday, September 07 2013 11:42

Back to School: The First Days of Pre-K...

This week, Addie started Pre-K. It was our first official "Back-to-School" season, following her run in "Twos and Threes" and "Threes and Fours" programs last year. The summer "break" wasn't a huge deal since we'd kept her going in "Ducky Day Camp" in June and July, two mornings a week at the same place, with the same teachers, in the same classroom. After a month off, she returned, moving up to "Pre-K" and adding a day to her schedule. Three days a week, 2½ hours a day. It's probably a bigger deal for me than it is for her.

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1982 was a monumental year that encompassed so many culturally-important moments, it's hard to really absorb the true weight of the year, even 31 years after the fact. It was the year that audiences would witness the debut of the greatest television show of all time when NBC first aired KNIGHT RIDER; when cinema-goers marveled at the Kenny Rogers masterpiece, SIX PACK (alongside ET: THE EXTRA-TERRESTRIAL, POLTERGEIST, and PORKYS); and music fans would experience the birth of FAITH NO MORE, and the release of PICTURE THIS by HUEY LEWIS AND THE NEWS. What I didn't realize until last night, was that 1982 was the year that I became a Rock and Roll Gangster.

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In the interest of web traffic and luring new visitors to The Rock Father (Oh, Hi There!), I'm jumping on the Royal Baby Bandwagon. No, I have no vested interest no interest at all in the end result of Kate Middleton's shagging of Prince William (though I sincerely hope that the Austin Powers "Soul Bossa Nova" was playing when it occurred). As a fellow parent, I congratulate them on the birth of their son, but reality is - to me they're no different than any other set of strangers I might run across while out shopping with the kids. I don't know them, and they don't know me. It's fun for some to engage in "Royal watching," but that's not my bag. Never understood the fascination. But that's really not what this entry is all about. It's about me. And it's about my offspring - the end result of my shagging activities with the Dutchess of Frankfort back in 2008.

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Originally Posted July 12, 2013 - Updated, October 9, 2015

I often feel like the "odd man out" when it comes to my views on the current state of childhood play. Despite covering the latest and greatest in tech toys and apps here on The Rock Father, I'm not keen on making them a big part of our daily lives. I've touched on that before, and sure, I like to know about the "cutting edge," but here's the reality: As plugged-in as they are, the current crop of kids are largely missing out. They're missing out on using their minds - experiencing new worlds through imaginative play and interacting with the real world. What happened to playing dress up and creating adventures in your own neighborhood? A lot of kids aren't getting those experiences, and I think it's because some grownups have forgotten about their own experiences, and now they need a reminder.

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Earlier this month, the youngest member of our family hit a major milestone: Finley Renoir turned one! I have to get used to the fact that "Baby Finley" is now a toddler, and I still can't believe that it's already been a year since she came into our lives. This past year has been filled with emotions that I never expected to have, fueled by the fact that even before Finn was born, my wife and I decided that we'd be completing our family with the arrival of our second daughter. With each "first" for Finn came a "last" for Dad... as I'd come to realize that I was doing certain things for the final time as a parent as our baby moved towards completing her first twelve months on this planet. The last folding of a 0-3 months size shirt; the last box of plain rice cereal purchased; and recently, the last bottle of formula created, as the little one "graduated" to 2% milk.

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What a week. Aside from the National and International Chaos that occurred over the past several days, we had a scary experience on Thursday afternoon. The girls and I witnessed a car crash. To be more specific, a semi-truck Vs. a small car.

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