By Mr. cyb3rgh0st, on May 13th, 2013%
 Ah, Mother’s Day. The children are pleasant and spend the day with their father while the mother sleeps in, goes to brunch with friends, and has a relaxing day. Oh…that’s just folklore?
Don’t get me wrong, Mother’s Day did not go unrecognized. The children brought home projects and cards from school and Scott sent . . . → Read More: Get Your Corn Dog Stick Out of Your Sister’s Ear!
By Mr. cyb3rgh0st, on January 23rd, 2013%
 Like Wyatt, Ruslan also asked for bongo drums for Christmas. He likes drums as well but I was surprised that he kept asking for them. Santa brought him the same drums as Wyatt and although he was happy when he opened them, he set them aside and opened more presents. I steered him toward . . . → Read More: It’s All About the Cars
By Mr. cyb3rgh0st, on September 10th, 2012%
 When I download the pictures from my camera to my computer, I often stop at a picture I love and think what a lucky shot. My kids are busy, they bounce from one activity to the next, if I pick up my camera 5 seconds too late the moment has passed. Or I catch a . . . → Read More: A Little Luck and a Lot of Perseverance
By Mr. cyb3rgh0st, on February 16th, 2012%
 Juliana received the dollhouse as a gift when she was one and she played with it almost everyday for years.
It was one of the few toys from her toddler years that was still in the active toy rotation when the boys turned one and started to play with it as well. . . . → Read More: The Dollhouse Lives On
By Mr. cyb3rgh0st, on January 30th, 2012%
You can often find Ruslan quietly playing with the small cars – driving them across any flat surface including walls, tables, floors and window sills. After dinner tonight Ruslan disappeared into the playroom and started to collect cars and park them on the window sill. He was sitting on the table with a pile . . . → Read More: Parking the Cars
By Mr. cyb3rgh0st, on December 23rd, 2011%
 My brother hasn’t been to Pittsburgh since last Christmas so when I would mention Uncle Nick the boys didn’t know who I was talking about. I asked Nick to come over this morning so they could play with him on their turf and play they did. They raced matchbox cars down the ramps, they . . . → Read More: This is What Happy Looks Like
By Mr. cyb3rgh0st, on February 26th, 2011%
 It doesn’t matter how hard you search for the perfect toy – research, listening to requests from the kids, online reviews, recommendations from friends – you never really know if they are going to play with the toys that you buy. My brother and sister-in-law bought the boys a set of Radio Flyer Bumper . . . → Read More: Bumper Cars
By Mr. cyb3rgh0st, on January 8th, 2011%
 I may have whistled and skipped home when I dropped the kids off Monday morning. Everyone was ready to get back to the regular routine even though that meant back to work for me. I enjoyed the quiet productivity during the day and looked forward to picking them up after work.
During the holiday . . . → Read More: Surviving Christmas Break
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