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No shoes, no shirt, no pants. Mostly naked in the living room.

Posted on 05/14/2008 by Backpacking Dad

To my loving wife: Your daughter and I went to the gym after breakfast today. As I put her down on the playroom floor next to her favourite day care lady she looked up at me and burst into tears. "Hey, hey hey, dad. WhereareyougoingwhyareyouleavingmehereonthefloorILOVEYOU!" I picked her up and she calmed down; I set…

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Well, I guess I need to stop staring then.

Posted on 05/12/2008 by Backpacking Dad

I’ve been going to the gym fairly often lately. I like the facility, the equipment, the ability to watch the hockey game while I do crunches. Most of all I like the childcare center. The staff members are fantastic, and Erin likes them all a lot (not that she has any stranger anxiety anyway). She…

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The Obligatory "Mr. Mom" Post

Posted on 05/10/2008 by Backpacking Dad

Emily and her mom have gone out to the nail salon for the afternoon. Erin is napping contentedly, and will continue to do so for another hour. So, that leaves me with an hour to kill before the girls return, my daughter wakes up, and I hand her over to them so that I can…

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