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June 16, 2004 #
 TOP, Inc is proud to announce the newest addition to the family, BloggingUncle.com! Face it, parents have limited time to be on the computer with all the diaper-changes and trips to petting zoos. When they do get online it's usually with their precious wee one(s) to keep them placated with the 100th rendition of the Chicken Elmo song. When would a parent have time to blog? A quick survey says "never." Peter Krucoff of Bethesda, MD notes "Look man, if I'm not at work, cleaning grease off the walls cause my son got his hands into something he shouldn't have, or feeding my daughter cheerios, then any free time is spent SLEEPING." Enter BloggingUncle which fills the gap for the shameless gloating of semi-cute kids that "non-family oriented" brothers can't produce themselves. Uncles (and aunties) deserve a place too to say "that's my boy (or girl)!" even when it isn't. This will also be a resource for Uncles to come together and share their experiences. Maybe you're the "Funky Uncle" in NYC or the loner in a depressing Baltimore condo. Either way, we strive to make sure everyone gets the most out of having nephews and nieces. First up, a lesson in listening to the real parents. When Sisters-In-Law Attack: The Warnings Aaron and Anna are not to be seated on the washer and dryer in the utility closet while you swing the door back and forth furiously to play the game "WINDSTORM!" At dinner, please refrain from blurting "When are we getting ice cream?" every two minutes. Is it necessary to teach Anna the lyrics to Lynyrd Skynyrd's "Tuesday's Gone Like the Wind"? You cannot wrap Aaron in a phone cord and pull it to create a human spinning top. "Chase me, Uncle Andy" should not end with a tackle. Luring the kids to Bubbe's precious "Japan Corner" of ceramics is strictly prohibited unless you want to pay for that Kizaemon tea bowl. "He did what??! Tell your brother my son is not a fuckin' toy!" (relayed via cellphone as we drove to the doctor's after a game of "Steamroller" went wrong) "Don't worry, Mommy will clean it up" is NEVER an acceptable thing to say. If you ever want us to visit New York, you have to stop telling them that the "Giants" roam the streets and eat taxis. See also: Obnoxious Family Pride here and here. BloggingBaby.com DaddyTypes.com Archives "The Other Page" powered by Removable Hype. RSS. Copyright © 2003 La Otra Página, Inc. All nights observed. Feel free to email "info(at)krucoff.com" for questions, comments, stock tips, and family gossip. |
