What if THE BEATLES would've altered course to create an album called "DADDY ROAD?" What if Dave Grohl had opted not for his band to be the FOO FIGHTERS, but the more fecal-focused POO FIGHTERS? These are questions explored over at Dad On the Run's blog this week as he reworks some classic album covers into baby-inspired versions.
Note: An updated version of this post was published on The Good Men Project on 3/6/2013. This blog has been amended to reflect those slight changes.
On Monday, I found myself front-and-center in a Huffington Post story about an "offensive" (their word - not mine) tweet that came from the Playskool twitter account last Friday. While the tweet in question certainly didn't "offend" me, I found it to be curious and out-of-character coming from a public mouthpiece of a brand beloved by children and parents alike for generations. The public lashing that has followed deserves a little clarity to prevent it from becoming more overblown than it's already become.
Times may change, but over the past sixty years, one constant has been the presence of MATCHBOX cars and toys, both on store shelves (and pegs), and in the homes of families everywhere. While the line has seen some ups-and-downs since it's launch in 1953, six decades of MATCHBOX memories have been created for parents and kids alike.
Posted 2/23/2013, updated 6/29/2016
If you've followed The Rock Father from the beginning, you already know that Caillou is a big fixture here at Rock Father HQ (see Addie's 3rd Birthday). Truth be told, I wasn't familiar with the little bald Canadian before 2009 when my first daughter was born. I'd imagine that's also the case for many parents, as what childless adult is actually watching PBS Kids or Sprout (unless they also own a plain white van)? Yes, this little boy - eternally four years old - is much like another little baldy from when I was a kid, Charlie Brown. But that Caillou? In addition to being Addie's first love, he's a really divisive little s.o.b., and for that he demands respect.
"Hipsters and Movember killed The Mustache Movement." I tweeted that statement on January 12, 2013 after seeing yet another baby product cross my path emblazoned with a mustache (or "moustache" for the extra-hip folk). I'm tired of seeing mustaches added to random crap, especially baby products. It's not funny or cute.
A couple of weeks ago, one of my favorite fellow Dad Bloggers sent up the Bat Signal for a project related to STAR WARS. Before I could fire back an email ("The first transport is away..."), the wheels were in motion for what would become quite possibly The Definitive Internet White Paper on When to Expose Your Kids to STAR WARS. Sam over at DorkDaddy.com (a site considered Rock Father-approved) had gone all Danny Ocean on us, pulling together a crew of 19 Dad Bloggers to throw down some virtual ink on one of parenting's most important issues.