The Terrible Twos… a year too early!?

Who hasn’t heard of the “terrible twos”!? We’ve all heard of those tantrum-fuelled horror stories. Those supermarket moments where the little rascal lays down across the shopping aisle screaming bloody murder. I’ve even witnessed scenes like this unfolding and I’ve always thought that the parents need a wake up call and ought to learn to discipline their child. However, times have changed. I am now THAT parent being glared at by the mid-20s non-parent. Yup, role reversal is legit. 
For those of you who know me, you will know that I am merely twelve months into this parenting malarkey. A few months back I was told that Finn was “advanced”. It’s the old one-liner that every parent just loves to hear. But honestly, I think he is just downright outsmarting me. He is very switched on and knows exactly how to get what he wants. 
The Sky TV remote is like Finn’s little fix. It’s his mission to successfully pilfer the remote, and proceed to change the channel. If he notices that the TV channel has changed he will start scanning the room like a hungry Eagle spotting dinner, just so he can see who has his favourite toy. I often think I’m outsmarting him and try to change the channel then attempt to hide the remote under a pillow. But I swear he has eyes on the back of his head. Within 30 seconds he has tracked down his prey!
As of late, I have noticed Finn belting out his hideous scream. It’s frightfully unbearable. It’s usually when he’s munching on a cracker and he spots a Chicken Curry on my plate. Once he realises that I am on superior fodder it’s game over. Once he gets what he wants he instantly cuts out the screaming and seamlessly breaks into a little chuckle. 
How on earth do we sort this little rascal out? Honestly – it is so funny at times. But I don’t want to be that parent who constantly appeases their child. The last thing I wish for is a gaming-addicted, self righteous teenager. And I’m told 10 years goes by in a flash. 
If you have any genius parenting discipline tips for Hurricane Finn, please feel free to share!
James 
Modern Dad

Broken glasses and pee-throughs!

Have you ever had your glasses smashed to smithereens by your child? If you have, I’m delighted. I’m clearly not the only member of this club. However, have you forked out a fiddy dollah bill to get them repaired only to get them smashed by the same little perpetrator a few weeks later? Well that is my situation.

It was Finn’s first birthday and he decided to test out the new carpet in the living room – him and I were wrestling and laughing away – and the next minute he snaps my specs in two. My dad was in stitches – he could hardly contain himself. Me, well I was in a state of shock. How on earth could a 30 year old man let this happen twice – by a toddler!? Perhaps I have an excuse … I’m Irish!

It was really quite funny and I’m currently donning my spare pair of glasses. I’m trying to figure out if I should fork out another $50 to get the glasses repaired. Finn does have a savings account, and he was recently given some moolah for his birthday. At what point do I start making the kid pay for his actions? I’m joking, I’m joking! Funny idea though. Lol. I bet if you asked my parents how many things I destroyed then there would be a list as long as your arm.

As you will know, my little soldier turned one this week. ONE! That’s a pretty huge milestone. Not only for him, but for us. I feel like there should be a certificate or something. Somehow we have navigated this first year safely. Now let me honest, there have been a few scrapes and bruises along the way. A few (hundred) sleepless nights, the odd hangry encounter with Lisa and many many laughs later we are at the first big milestone. What has been so amazing? Where do I start!?

– Finns infectious little smile. That little smile has me melting every time. In fact, he is already using it to swoon the ladies. What a cheeky little devil!
– The morning moments. You parents will know what I mean. It’s that moment when you can hear him from his cot saying “da, da, Dada”. It’s even better than Adele singing her latest lullaby. Seeing his little boat race (please get familiar with Cockney rhyming slang as I tend to use it a tad) first thing is just indescribable.

– I just love sitting back and watching my family and friends interact with Finn. He has a magical magnetism and evokes so much love and joy.

– Finn has brought about a whole new way of thinking for me. It’s a whole new perspective on life, the purpose of my life and my key reasons for being here (some of those key reasons are slightly more mundane such as bum wiping and dishwashing … but hey, they are still essential!).

– I love nothing more than the look on Lisa’s face when Finn cuddles in to her. Finn is a rather active young lad – he never sits still. But every now and then, he will spend a moment cuddling his mum. It’s the best!

The list could go on and on. But I hope you get the point … the first year of fatherhood is truly epic. It’s simply one huge privilege, a gift. So lads, please make damn sure you invest 100% in your family. Love your wife, love your kids and love your life.
Just a little added extra for you … at no extra cost.

I was dropping Finn of to daycare (his most favourite place!) at ABC Merivale last week. I was chatting to Aimee and Ari with Finn in my arms. He was oddly quiet and non-wriggly. But I thought nothing of it. A few moments later I set him down to join his buddies in the nursery … and to my surprise and many other folks amusement – Finn has pee’d through this clothes and MINE! It was the perfect start to the week. So I have one suggestion for all you mums and dads who drop your child to daycare in the mornings … keep a spare change of clothes in the car for yourself!!



Note to self.

Happy Parenting you lot, and thanks so much for helping me get my Instagram account to the 5000 follower mark.

James
IG – the_moderndad

An about turn perhaps?

Processed with VSCO with f2 presetSo, if you’ve been a ModernDad follower you might just remember my blog on posting images of your children online. I have a pretty strong stance on it. To date – there have been no photos of my little son Finn posted online showing his face. However, I’m on the fence right now.

Yep, you heard me. I might have to eat my words. But, I’ll own it like a pro. Give me shit, wind me up – do whatever tickles your pickle. But I’m starting to see a different side of things. Now, just pump the breaks a bit Tonto, I’m not swinging right to the other side of the scale. I’m not contemplating being one of those parents who posts every moment in their child’s life. I’m just willing to consider posting the very odd photo of the Finnster at special occasions or when he’s with his sidekicks.

Here’s what has triggered my “about-turn”… Rewind 15 months – Lisa and I rocked up to our first antenatal baby class. And yes, it was awkward as hell for the first 20 minutes. We had to tell 30 other adults what made us gush about our partners. For those who know me, I didn’t struggle to show my soft and loving side (some of my mates might prefer to call it my feminine side – but they are just muppets) but it was hilarious to watch the macho males shrink back into their little mancaves. Anyways, I digress! The antenatal class has been the most amazing resource for us as it connected us with other great people who were going through the same thing as we were. We have made really great friendships and continue to spend time with the fellow parents.

This past weekend was the joint 1st birthday celebration for the entire group. We all converged, dressed in family colours and had a grand old time. Of course my little Finn was a little boisterous and caused havoc – but hey, who wants a boring child!? Haha. They ate relentlessly, smashed cupcakes, shat now and then, pee’d and tore around the house like little terrors. It was just awesome. There also happened to be a photographer present to ensure that we got a record of that special moment. I started to panic a little as I realised that I didn’t want any photos of Finn online. I then scanned the room, terrified! All the parents at one time or another snapped shots of their little cherubs running amok – and of course they are going to potentially want to post these photos online.

I said nothing at the time. But I went home thinking about the whole situation. I spoke to ModernMama (aka Lisa or AKA The Boss) about the whole thing and we both agreed that Finn might be left out of certain moments and special occasions if parents had to exclude them from their photos. The last thing we want is for our little ninja to be left out of things, or be missing from every antenatal birthday celebration photo.

So … long story short (actually I’m talking bullshit, as you and I both know I can never tell a short story!) … Lisa and I have decided to post a photo of the little guy at his Antenatal Party!

A pretty huge deal for us, and a moment where I’m most certainly backtracking!! I shall await the bombardment of “I told you, you wouldn’t keep it up!”. But hey, I have thick skin so fire away and be prepared for a rebuttal.

Cheers,

James

IG – the_moderndad