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the Twitter musings of a Tulsa father and husband
Many TulsaKids readers may know me from my role as host of the KRMG Morning News. But at home, I’m known only for one thing: Being Daddy. As my wife and I observe and interact with our three small children, I keep an instant diary, 140 characters at a time, on Twitter. The following is my spontaneous stream of consciousness as I observe my family:
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6YO Hudson makes sound effects when he shakes someone’s hand. If my wife told me kids do this, I would have agreed to have kids sooner.
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I really like when people repeat things for dramatic effect. Repeat things for dramatic effect.
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6YO Brooks tells twin Hudson to put something in emergency room. We have an ER, I asked? “Of course dad. We’re spies, don’t you remember?”
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The greatest parental joy is watching a child ride 1st bike w/o training wheels, 2nd only to joy you feel watching them clean 1st toilet.
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Wife: Don’t let the hairstylist cut your hair too short. Me: Baby, I am 44 yrs old. I will get my hair cut however the heck you want me to.
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We had been in the pool for a half hour when I saw the snake, crawling over Hudson’s shoulder. That provided for a tense couple of moments.
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6YO Hudson found a ziplock bag with child’s tooth in it! I told him it was from a dog I found a few years ago. Best I could do. I panicked.
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6YO Brooks was so enthusiastic about the dragonfly he found that I actually paused for a moment before I warned him it was really a wasp.
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While I was reading 6YO Brooks his nighttime book on Saturn, I chuckled awkwardly when he told me he’s to play Uranus in school play next week.
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Words cannot describe the personal sense of human failure when I’m unable to troubleshoot a DIY project. #timetocallaplumber #dripdripdrip
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While I wasn’t looking, 6YO Brooks climbed to the top of a tree in back yard. FREAKED ME OUT! He could have broken a limb! Or hurt himself!
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6YO Hudson just got his tongue stuck to metal in the freezer. I had to quickly decide whether to take pics or render aid. Sorry, no pics.
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I am equally mortified and pleased that 6YO Brooks threw up this afternoon in the refrigerated aisle of Walgreens, rather than in my car.
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It’s stunning how 6YO twin boys, separated by only 26 minutes in birth, can reside at such opposite ends of the fearful/fearless spectrum.
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7 ~ The number of crickets that 6YO Brooks hunted and captured in our lawn today. Your move, Ted Nugent.
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6YO Brooks will apologize, kiss me and say “I love you” before I can even finish telling him what he did wrong. It’s very annoying.
