As a loosely-related followup to the previous question, which Star Wars character(s) do you think would be most likely to get their own reality TV show? (the classic Han/Leia/Luke lineup excluded, because that whole mess was basically a sloppy soap opera to begin with.)
Bossk. Without a doubt.
Allow me to put on my producing hat for a sec. You see, the big players (Vader, C-3PO, etc.) would cost too much. But, a tertiary character like Bossk with an exciting job? You get the name recognition of the Star Wars franchise with very little financial risk.
You could call the show The Real Bounty Hunters of the Kashyyyk System.
Why aren’t I getting paid for this? My ideas are golden.
Have you dealt with sleep issues with the boys before? My 2 1/2 yr old has never been a good sleeper, and now I'm in this pattern where I stay in his room until he falls asleep, and then go in 2x more in the night to settle him back down when he wakes up, and he wants me to continue to sit until he's sleeping. I'm exhausted and at my wit send. I tried CIO at 1:30am, but only lasted 22 mins. I'm currently sitting on his floor waiting for him to fall asleep so I can sneak out. Any advice?
As always, my first piece of advice is: Don’t take my advice.
That said, whatever method you choose, be consistent. The CIO method won’t work after one night. It takes a while, so do other methods. (Although, I think 2 1/2 is a bit old to use CIO. You might want a different technique, such as getting drunk and passing out so you don’t hear him crying.)
We did a version of CIO where we still went into the room after a period of crying, but didn’t pick the baby up. We would just put a hand on whichever baby’s chest and let them know we were there.
And for the record, one time Boone was crying so much that our neighbor called the cops on us because they thought we were torturing him or something. That was a fun day.
Great job last night on the hangout! I loved the drinking game you played every time someone said inflatable. That was a game, right? Haha! I've been waiting for someone to say inflatable all day.
Thanks! It was an… unusual experience.
And if you really dug it (or for those who are not havekidslaughmore), I’m reblogging it at 10 a.m., AND THEN at 11:30 a.m., I’m reblogging the “Week in Dads” thing that me, Charlie, Andy, Whit and Jessi did right after. Yes, I know Jessi’s not a dad. We addressed that.
After this year’s World Science Fiction Convention, I was sitting around the bar with some writers and editors and we got to talking about subversive kids’ literature. Everyone had their favorites, but then George RR Martin proceeded to describe a book so incredibly twisted, funny and wonderfully wicked that I could scarce believe he wasn’t putting me on. But George is the man who introduced me to Froggy the Gremlin from Andy’s Gang (immortalized in his classic, page-turning rock-and-roll horror novel The Armageddon Rag) and so I figured he probably knew what he was about.
The book was the 1961 Uncle Shelby’s ABZ Book by Shel Silverstein. Yes, that Shel Silverstein, author of many books of justly beloved poetry for children. But Uncle Shelby isn’t quite for kids (indeed, recent editions bear the subtitle “A Primer for Adults Only”). No, not really for kids at all.
Because Uncle Shelby is here to teach the kids the alphabet (mostly — his alphabet goes abzdefghijklmnopqrstuvwxyc) with a series of nasty, laugh-out-loud funny exercises and misinformative advice that nearly cost me a keyboard, as I happened to be drinking water while reading it. Some examples:
R is for Red: The fire is red, the fire engine is red, the fireman’s hat is red… Too bad the fireman only goes to places WHERE THERE IS A FIRE.
T is for TV: See the nice TV. The TV is warm… The TV loves you. Do you know that there are little elves who live inside the TV? …If you take Daddy’s hammer and break open the TV you will see the funny little elves. What will you name them?
And then there’s the penultimate page: WARNING! It is not nice to burn books. It is against the law. If your Mommy or Daddy tries to burn this book, call the POLICE on them.
The study showed that those college students with “helicopter parents” had a hard time believing in their own ability to accomplish goals. They were more dependent on others, had poor coping strategies and didn’t have soft skills, like responsibility and conscientiousness throughout college, the authors found.
My wife and I could be considered helicopter parents, I guess, but only if that helicopter takes us to the nearest wine bar.