Dads vs ‘friendly’ old ladies

Dads vs Old ladies

It was a handsome morning and I was enjoying a park bench sit down at the Auckland waterfront, coffee in hand, my little boy beside me polishing off his fluffy with a plastic spoon. Just a bit magic really. Then some ‘friendly’ old lady, overdressed for both temperature and occasion, walks past and comments “ooohhhh breakfast with Dad”. I respond something lame like ‘yeah’ or ‘nice one’. Then I think…. Ok, so you’re just being friendly old lady and I realise

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Sharks, buses and age-appropriate adventuring

Kelly Tarlton's Shark Bus

“You should never meet your heroes.” That’s how the saying goes, and maybe it’s true. For my son, last weekend, meeting a childhood hero became reality, and the reality proved different from fond perception. It left me thinking not just about misunderstood heroes but considering what is age-appropriate for toddlers in the big bad world. To let my partner and newborn sleep in, me and the little man often head out on early morning weekend jaunts. Often these excursions take

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Prison rules at day care

Razor Wire

Inside the tall walls of day care you either get busy living or get busy dying. I know my 2-year old son has done some easy time and some hard time there. As a three-day a week guest of the establishment he’s still not a completely institutionalised toddler, like the full-timers. He understands the system, knows when it’s lights out for nap time and who he can trust in the yard. He knows to stick to his own drink bottle

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Toilet training with the ViPoo ad

Like a menacing iceberg waiting for the Titanic, potty training is bobbing up and down on the horizon and we’re heading straight for it. Easter is when the ship is going down at my place, and in a house that’s almost entirely carpeted it’s already requiring serious thought and planning. If everything goes to plan, by the time Jesus busted out of that cave, we’ll have a 2-year old lad that is keeping us updated on every upcoming movement in

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Is this Auckland’s worst playground?

Bunnings Playground

Ok, so it’s not quite Auckland’s worst playground, but it’s 2017 and no one reads anything online without being click-baited. Auckland’s worst playground is probably a sketchy relic from the 1970s hidden away in a dark reserve somewhere. Resembling a scene from Chernobyl, it exists only to maim local teenagers seeking a late night hang out. This playground wasn’t like that, in fact quite the opposite, it’s newish, clean and very quiet. Sounds perfect right? Nah, not so much. It was

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International Women’s Day – thank God for girls

International Women's Day

Yesterday was International Women’s Day and I approached with the typical awkwardness of a boring white man who just doesn’t quite get it. Arriving at the open-plan paradise that is my office workplace, I greeted the 50-something women Julie who occupies the desk next to me with. “It’s International Women’s Day… congratulations”. After a moment of silence, she thanked me cause she’s a nice lady but then a sideways glance let me know it had fallen flat and a different

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Dads and depression – why the long face?

I read an online article this week about a recent study revealing 4% of kiwi dads experience depression following the birth of a child. While it’s significantly lower than post-natal depression in mothers – it’s a confronting figure. Depression in dads is a real issue and one you hear little about. As a little kid living near Auckland Harbour I used to go to a local boat house in the summer with my family, and sometimes friends, to jump from

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Beached as bro

Moby Dick Beached Whale

I have a bucket list, it’s not a particularly great one, but it’s mine. Some items on the list, like ‘shoot an AK-47’ have  been achieved. Others, like ‘jump a car on to a boat’ are more difficult, long term goals. But there is one entry on the list that stands out for its altruistic merits – ‘Save a beached whale’. The recent and regular whale strandings at Farewell Spit, got me thinking more about those poor whales and what

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Tiny dancer at the barber

Barbershop Image

My little man needed a haircut bad. Up front his hair was already troubling his eyes, and out back it was getting bogan. My wife and I had known it for weeks, but a toddler haircut was a task resting deep in the ‘too hard/not urgent’ basket. It was just me and my lad at home on a Sunday when I decided that something just had to be done. Nappy bag in the car, little nugget in his car seat and

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Instant Dad is every Kiwi dad – except better looking and more bloggy. He’s a faceless representation of all fresh dads in Aotearoa out there having a crack at parenting. Instant Dad likes to clown around, but the intent of this site is genuine - to help dads navigate the pitfalls of early-stage parenting.