Dad’s Little Ripper

My husband will pick up joke gifts or novelty items for our son when he’s out running errands. Some are great…the $5.00 pocket train that ran non-stop for 3 month, or the pull-back Mini Cooper that buzzed across the kitchen floor. Then there are some like the squishy panda bear that lost its black paint in my son’s mouth and the mini whoopie cushion.

When the cushion first arrived, my husband and son played with at the kitchen table and my son would laugh to the point of choking during meal time. After a few days, the novelty wore off and I removed it from the kitchen and put it in one of his cubby bins thinking it would be forgotten. Not so…and I do confess that I am embarrassed about this post.

Before bed on Thursday nights, my son and I walk around the house and talk about what to bring for Friday’s show-and-tell. He pre-empted our weekly routine, placed the mini whoopie on the counter and announced that he wanted it labeled for show-and-tell that week. Seriously?!! Out of all the toys and books we have, the first item he picked to be labeled was a whoopie cushion.

About the title, I found this tidbit and wondered how many men and their sons attended the event. In 2009, a company produced the world's largest whoopie cushion and called it “The Big Ripper”.

You Forgot Something

My son and I dashed out of town for a quick overnight at the Flanagan family lake house “Innisfree” for President’s Day. Cooper was thrilled to see his cousins and I would have some coveted down time with my sister. The house is filled with toys from several families and different generations; for many it is a wonderful home away from home. While packing I had managed to sneak Cooper’s keyboard into the car, I was avoiding the sounds of his favorite drumbeat, duck quacking, and keyboard pouncing tunes during the two hour drive.


In the morning, after my usual cups of coffee and my son treating himself to one minor tumble down the basement stairs (a game of hide-and-seek), a hurried good-bye came too quickly. It was tough getting my little guy in the car, he loves his big cousins. I had driven to the main road when my phone rang and I heard, “You forgot something.” I quickly asked what it was, I was willing to leave a sippy cup or sock behind. I heard the news…it was a toy worthy of turning around for…the keyboard. As we pulled into the driveway my niece ran out with the toy and handed it to my son, he was thrilled and immediately pushed the on button. I turned the car around and smiled, happy that I had put a label on it but wondering how much patience I would have. Fifteen minutes later my smile came back, the noise stopped and Cooper was asleep.

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Avoid Trouble When You Bubble

What do you do when your children lose things?

It is very tempting to automatically replace their favorite ball or truck when they are young, but as they grow so do the price tags on their personal items. It is difficult to stand firm and have children replace items. As parents, we hope they will learn the value of their belongings and the financial consequences of losing them.


Yet we also remember what it was like to be young and children have more distractions than ever. Because of these reasons, and that their toys and tools are expensive, it is crucial to label everything. For big ticket items, I love our square bubbles. In addition to the name, there are three lines of personal information for your e-mail, phone numbers, or address. Our square labels can be found in several of our label packs, including school labels, camp labels, and sports labels.