MetroDad should be returning very soon to reclaim his blog. I've had fun the past few days and more importantly, I've learned a great deal about parenthood...which should only elevate my anxiety level, but hey, that's cool too.
I said I wasn't going to daddy-blog full-time and I still have my misgivings but given everyone's encouragement, I might as well see how it goes.
Therefore, you can catch the further adventures of Poppa Large at...
Thanks again to everyone for your kind words.
P.S. I leave you with one last question that's been on my mind...
So is this Baby Einstein shit for real or what? As I noted early on, I think most of the parenting industry is one big scam, bent on emptying our wallets by preying on our anxieties as new parents. To me, the hype around Baby Einstein just seems to be part of that machine. Best believe - if the actual Austrian patent clerk were alive today, I don't think he'd take kindly to his namesake being jacked to sell DVDs of rotating geometric shapes scored by classical music.
I actually have some Baby Einsten stuff (my sister got it for our baby shower), including the activity pad and weirdly phallic banana toy that you can peel to reveal a happy face inside (Freudian-types, feel free to muse on that). And believe me - I'm not above finding ways to distract L as a way to get some time to myself, but what makes Baby Einstein (or any similar kind of video) any different from seating infants in front of MTV for an hour? Personally, I'd probably like the music better. Is Baby Einstein a better alternative to mindless television?
Not to sound old school, but I'd think if I really wanted to raise a smarter kid, the most powerful tool I could get her would be...a library card.
Ok, debate on!