Sharing “Read Later” Links From the Weekend

Monday, August 27, 2012

Over the weekend I was doing the solo parent thing as my husband went off to his annual Boys’ Trip to Chicago. He’s been going every year for nearly a decade, meeting up with four to five of his college homies to talk, eat and (barely) sleep baseball.

So The Youngster and I were kicking it on our own, doing our CT Thing … uh, which means going to the water park, ripping through the playscapes, building garages with LEGO, and having picnics in the middle of the living room.

And a little bit of this:

Since I was waaay short on “free time” (which, by the way, needs to be stricken from the lexicon on account that it’s a lie!  OK… /rant), there were a few stories I spotted and earmarked—mentally— to read later. Yeah, so I got to maybe five of the things on that For Later List, but I wanted to share a couple of them with you.

First, a laugh…  a Facebook friend sent me a link to the Honest Toddler’s Approved Recipes. I actually only got a chance to read it this morning, which was perfect timing. My son’s favorite food is toast. Carbs-smarbs. The man is all about that bread. He has a slice every weekday morning for breakfast. (And it needs to be wheat bread. He was once served white bread at a diner and looked at it like: And where are the crayons for me to use on this piece of crispy paper? Points for mama!) So I had a big chuckle at the toast “recipe.”

Also from the Huffington Post, this dad wonders if the picture he posted of himself sitting on the front porch with his daughter (wearing just a diaper) was inappropriate. Of course, he started wondering about this after The Internet Comment Gallery descended upon him with their “THIS IS WRONG! YOU ARE BAD!” song. Have a read of the post, take a look at the picture and tell me what you think. Was he wrong?

Speaking of dads, The New York Times had two interesting stories that kind of show us that times are a’changing. Well, sort of changing — we are still talking about this stuff, so let’s call it selective progress.

Anyway, the NYT pieces were both about dads: One on men gaining weight once they enter fatherhood and the other focused on the male biological clock. Reading the headline to this last story, I made a noise that’s best described as a cross between a gulp and a snort (awful, basically), because I had recently pitched this story idea to a women’s magazine editor. She passed (“Hmm, I don’t really see it.”) and went on to tell me the kinds of stories she that was “really gassed about.” They were all essentially the next reality show you’ll hate-watch. Trust.

Sigh … Journalism, how did you get here? (But that’s a whole ‘nother post.)

Happy reading, friends. Let me know what you think either below in the comments or on Facebook.

4 Comments
  • 1
    Kristin says:

    How frustrating to have a great story turned down – only to see it in print later. It’s a bigger, badder version of knowing the answer and not being called on in class. Kind of.

    This weekend was a good one for NYT links. Between the Let the Kids Eat More Dirt article and the Book Review buying, I was in heaven.

    • 1.1
      Ms. Mary Mack says:

      Oh, it’s frustration defined. And to hear the kinds of “stories” she was actually looking for… felt like my brain cells were imploding just hearing the ideas.

      Yes! That review-buying piece was nutbar. Something like 1/3 of all online reviews are fake. Well, damn. (Didn’t get to the Eat More Dirt One. It was on the list, though. That must count for half a point.)

  • 2
    Nicole says:

    I thought the pic of the dad and kid was cute. I’m really tired of seeing dads as some sort of second class citizens in regards to parenting. Would we have been upset if it was a mother and her daughter?

    • 2.1
      Ms. Mary Mack says:

      I looked at the photo first and thought it was fine and fun. Then I read the post. Goodness. It’s a weird time, though. I’ve stopped posting pictures of my son (with his face visible) even on Facebook just because, well, people are crazy. Maybe I’m being overly cautious, but I just couldn’t be bothered and decided to leave his digital footprint up to him.

      Yes, Nicole, I wonder what the reaction would be with the same exact pose, but with the mother instead. Thanks for the comment. You may have kicked up some dust on a new post too… about fathers. :-)