DADDA- That’s me. I’m Aaron. I am the Stay-at-Home Dad. I am a former Super Secret Squirrel Special Operating Operator of the Most Operatatory Kind. You can tell because my eyes are blacked out in the photo. Actually, I am a former Green Beret in the United States Army. I did some deployments around the world, nothing that would be cool enough to turn into a movie. I had some fun, enjoyed my time working with the finest soldiers the world has to offer, and then moved on after several years. Worked as an instructor of death-dealing (meaning I stood on a range in the desert and made sure Navy guys didn’t shoot themselves in the leg while holstering their side-arms). Received my BA in Political Science, which makes me just as qualified to talk politics as a six year old; did Veterans Legislation for our state at the Capitol; and then had a kid (well my wife had the kid, but I helped). At this point, it became apparent that the Chucky Cheese tokens I was earning in State Government was not going to pay for child care, so home I went. And home with kiddo I have stayed.
Momma- That would be my wife. Her name is The Wife. I am sure her real name will pop up eventually, but for some reason it seems more awesome to just give her some nefarious code name that is spelled with capital letters, like The Wife. This way we all know she is really in charge. Anywho, The Wife had had enough of Army and deployment life, being stuck in a crap job in a crap military town (no offense Fayetteville, NC but no one actually lives there because they WANT to). So she decided to advance her own career and go get an MBA at a fine and outstanding Big Ten university (Go Badgers!). Then she parlayed that into an alright job at some small, local Silicon Valley venture that makes computer chips or something like that. With that comes a higher payscale than I would ever see in the military, and of course that ensures that she will definitely not be the one staying home. So remember kids, if you want to be a freeloader like me and stay home all day, make sure you marry someone who is ambitious and wants to further their own careers. Why they bother to stay with us-types is beyond me, but we have a kid and apparently I am a half-way decent parental, so she’s stuck.
Kiddo- That would be my daughter. My partner in crime. She was born in summer 2015, so whatever year it is now, just do some subtraction and viola, that’s how old she is. She goes by Kiddo, Bunny, Gremlin, Munchkin, and Freeloader #2 (I’m Freeloader #1 of course). She likes beaches, hockey, cats, dogs, pigs, horses, Blaze and the Monster Machines, Team Umizoomi, and literally everything else in the world. Except the Yankees. She HATES the Yankees. I am pretty sure she is my arch-nemesis, too. She says she loves me, but I think that is her way of buttering me up before she dumps my body in the lake down the street. Time will tell, though.