Maestro, cue the music:
It's been pretty busy around Casa de MaconDawg lately. We're expecting our first child in a few weeks, and the preparations have been . . .significant. Over the past few months I've learned about all sorts of subjects of which I had been blissfully unaware. For example, babies utilize something called a "receiving blanket". It has nothing to do with football.
It's scary to be sure, the prospect of having a little human being entirely dependent upon me for her every need. I mean, we have a dog, but she's pretty low maintenance. She reminds us when she needs to go to the bathroom, when she wants to eat, and when she wants to pull clean socks out of the laundry and hide them amongst her dog toys. Actually, she's pretty lax on that last one, we usually have to figure it out for ourselves. But you get the picture. I am in that place where I know enough to know that there's stuff I don't know.
So I'm soliciting input from our devoted readership, a group whose life experiences good, bad, sacred, profane, criminal and comical spans the wide breadth of human experience. Dawg Sports, what is your single best piece of parenting advise? What is the one piece of advise you wish you'd had as a new parent? Or, if you're sans bambino, what do you wish your parents had known before they messed you up? Don't let me down, people. Don't let little Herschelina Stinchcomb von MaconDawg down. Don't allow her to grow up to be a felon, or worse, a Gator fan. Help us guide this little 'Dawg down the right path from the start. Until later . . .