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Welcome to Bumbling Husband!

welcome to Bumblinghusband.com, a celebration of the well-intentioned husbands everywhere whose best efforts sometimes go awry.

I’ve been married since 2009 and do my best to be a good husband to my ultra-busy wife and a good daddy to my girls.  There are…...obstacles. 

First, I’m no handyman.  I can pound a nail and mount curtain rods and on a good day I can unclog a sink, but that’s about it.  I try though.

Dryer broken?  Ok, I’ve got this.

Step one:  Google.  

Step two: Order parts.      

Step 3: Youtube how-to video.

Step 4: Pay a service guy, because it’s still broken and the laundry is piling up and now I smell gas.  

Step 5:  Buy a new dryer, which really, I should have done way back at Step 1.  Great intentions, bumbling execution.

Second, I’m busy too, which means I’m almost always tired, in a hurry, running late, or some combination of the three.  It’s no good grabbing the diaper bag on the way out the door to the gym if you don’t check what’s in it first.  News flash: sunscreen, insect repellent and an empty box of Dora the Explorer Band-Aids don’t do you any good in November, at the Y, when your then 2 year old has a messy near-blowout at the KidsZone.  Ever accosted the dad of another small child, looked him straight in the eye, and begged for a fresh diaper and a few wipes?  I have.  Not my finest moment. 

Finally, I am sometimes optimistic despite an abundance of evidence indicating a more cautious approach should be taken.  Case in point.  I know that my 3 (almost 4) year old Emma, hates peas.  I also know that Emma is our puker. Every family has one, and Emma is ours.  Still, the following conversation still took place:

Me:  Emma, try some peas.  They are delicious.

Emma: No Daddy.  The are a-scusting. If I eat peas I will throw          up.

Me: You haven't tried peas in a long time.  Try one for Daddy. 

Emma: Ok, Daddy.  (eats one pea and.......)

I don’t need to tell you how that one ended up.  Needless to say, the kid has a hair trigger.