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I love sports. My nine-year-old son loves sports.
Because of our shared interest, my wife and I have obliged in allowing him to try many sports in his young athletic career:
He’s been playing basketball recreationally for the last five years too, but something odd happened when we took him to a tryout for the local high school’s third grade feeder team this fall. After only shooting around for five minutes, he walked back to the bleachers to ask if we could leave. He was visibly disinterested and didn’t want to be there. This was a bit of a pivotal parenting moment for me. Do I force him back on the court instead of letting him quit before he even tried? Or do I lead with empathy and try to better understand where he’s coming from? After a few minutes of discussion, I opted for the latter. He seemed immediately relieved. Something like this has never really happened before. He likes basketball. He never shies away from competition. A few of his buddies were also there trying out. So what was the problem? I’ve reflected on this moment, and I think my nine-year-old son was burned out. He was wrapping up an intense fall. Soccer had been demanding, as he’s playing up two age levels. Baseball, his favorite sport, is taking a new shape for him after nine previous seasons. Not to mention, the increased workload of third grade. Greg Olsen joined a growing vocal group who bemoaned the current state of youth sports. A former professional football player stresses how important it is for him to encourage his kids to play and challenge themselves in multiple sports. I just finished a book titled Range: Why Generalists Triumph in a Specialized World, and in it Ian Yates, a British sports scientist and coach who has developed professional athletes in a variety of sports was quoted: "Parents increasingly want their kids doing what Olympians were doing right now, not what they were going when they were 12 or 13 which included a wider variety of activities that developed their general athleticism and allowed them to probe their talents and interests before they focused narrowly on technical skills." This winter, he ran back another season in the very familiar recreational basketball league he’s played in for the last four winters. He played with nine of his closest friends who also opted out of trying out for the feeder team. I’m happy to report they just wrapped up an undefeated season. For me as an assistant coach, this season was a blast - and he couldn’t have been happier. And now it’s a rapid pivot onto his first spring in travel baseball. A new frontier for us and him. We will continue to support him and his athletic interests while also striving to strike a balance between pursuing growth as a young athlete while still chasing fun and a general love for sports. -By Steve Michalovich, founder, CBUS Dads
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In June, Tuckerman and I got the chance to do something pretty epic: attend a special pre-screening of How to Train Your Dragon at AMC Dine-In Easton, nearly a week before it hit theaters on June 13. But what made it next-level cool for a five-year-old (and let’s be honest, his dad too)? We were gifted VIP seats by the fine folks at Universal. Two red velvet thrones in the skybox of imagination, and Tuck soaked it in like royalty on dragonback.
Instead of popcorn, Tuck came fully prepared with a root beer and a movie snack of champions: Gummy Life Savers. From the moment the movie roared to life, he was in it. No fidgeting. No whispering. And a record low of only one bathroom break through the entire movie. For those keeping score at home, that's basically toddler gold-star status. The CGI was so good that I found myself briefly questioning whether dragons might actually exist. Seriously. If one had swooped in over Easton afterward, I would’ve just nodded and whispered, “I knew it.” The film itself? Pure dragon-riding magic. As the kids say, it was fire (from a fire breathing dragon of course!). The kind of story that pulls you in, lifts you up and makes you feel like a kid again — even if you're pushing 40 and usually the one buying the tickets. It delivers everything you want from a HTTYD film: rich visuals, heartwarming moments, action and just enough nostalgia to make longtime fans smile. Also, real talk: I haven't enjoyed seeing Gerard Butler act this much since P.S. I Love You… err… I mean Olympus Has Fallen (yeah, that’s the one I meant). Now, let’s talk about “the kiss.” Tuckerman has seen the original. He knew the kiss was coming. In fact, as the movie crept toward its final moments, I could sense his tension building — like he was bracing for a dragon battle of his own. When it finally happened (yes, just one kiss, at the end), he sighed, slumped back and groaned, "There was too much kissing." To him, hard pass. He’s here for dragons, fire and action — not smooches. Would I recommend it? Without hesitation. Whether you’re a die-hard HTTYD fan or introducing your little dragonrider to the series for the first time, this film checks all the boxes. It’s bold, beautiful and packed with enough heart and action to keep both parents and kids fully immersed — Gummy Life Savers optional, but highly recommended. Final Dadass Rating: / 5 Dragons (Minus half a dragon for the traumatic kiss ending — Tuck’s rules, not mine.) -Matt Lofy, The Dadass The last couple years a new term has been coined by parenting influencers and internet circles: Maycember. Basically May is as busy as December without the payoff of the holidays at the end. I’ve always deemed Memorial Day the #GatewayToSummer, so this doesn’t completely hold true for me, but the overall sentiment is certainly applicable when you look at our demanding (insane) May calendar by the numbers:
My wife and I found ourselves no longer coordinating our next day's logistics the night before, because the calendar was so out of hand, we were just going to somehow find a way to survive it.
We aren’t special or alone. Parents everywhere feel this pinch, especially when hectic work schedules compound the issue. I will refrain from sharing anything about our intensive Q3 planning activities or our expedited A/B testing roadmap at work. I’m not going to lie: during all these May milestones and activities, emotions have been high. I fought back tears picking up my fifth grader from her last after school care. For six years, those amazing human beings created a fun, nurturing, supportive environment for her to unwind, play and be creative. We witnessed my youngest’s last preschool concert, marking the end of a nearly decade of us sending kids to that facility. My son had his first communion, where our entire family rightfully celebrated him for an entire day. It was literally a 14-hour celebration. We experienced our dance recital weekend, where my two girls showcased the routines they’ve worked so hard to learn since August. It’s been an ongoing joke, we parents were summoned to the elementary almost everyday for the last two weeks of school, all to celebrate our kids and our wonderful elementary community in some way. A highlight for me was volunteering during field day! For every event this month, I found myself feeling proud, blessed and fighting off tears. And now it’s all over. We shift to summer with its youth camps, freer evenings and pool days. A much-needed and appreciated change of pace. It’s the biggest parenting cliche, but it’s so true: the days are long, but the years are fast. I’m now the parent of a middle schooler. My youngest is done with preschool and moves onto kindergarten. These are exciting milestones worth celebrating but also a big reminder that this special time with our kids doesn’t last forever. As crazy as it is, I’m thankful for this Maycember, the memories and the tears. My eyes are welling up typing this now. -Steve Michalovich, founder, CBUS Dads In 2024, I'm still amazed by the number of public restrooms that lack changing tables.
If you're reading this, you or someone you know likely has a public changing table horror story. Mine happened on our son’s second birthday at a family-friendly spot in Columbus. As family and friends arrived, I was in the parking lot, battling a blowout in the trunk of my Ford Escape. It was a breezy, rainy October afternoon, and despite the kid-friendly amenities, there were no changing tables. That day, I vowed to Dadvocate through The Dadass Podcast and this blog. Partnering with Columbus City Council in 2023, we installed over 130 changing tables in local businesses, nonprofits and organizations. This was a significant step forward, ensuring easier access for all to clean, safe changing stations throughout Columbus. Now, we're partnering with Council again. From now through August 26, Columbus City Council is reintroducing the Diaper Changing Station Accessibility Grant. This initiative connects local businesses, nonprofits and community groups with free baby changing stations for their restrooms. Please, share this link with your favorite places in Columbus who could use a changing table. Encourage them to take advantage of this opportunity. This is a prime example of how public-private partnerships can make our city more welcoming and inclusive. With a six-month-old, we’re constantly deciding where to shop or eat based on facilities like changing tables. It might seem minor, but it's a significant barrier for supporting some of our smallest businesses in the community. This is an incredible opportunity, thanks to Council, and it could have a profound impact. All it takes is spreading the word and making small changes, one diaper change at a time. -Matt Lofy, The Dadass This week I celebrate ten years of being a parent. My life has changed substantially in the last decade. My perspective, priorities and time spent are all dramatically different. Fatherhood is a helluva ride. There’s ups and downs. No one has completely mastered the role, which is reassuring. I’ve learned a lot, still strive to grow and continue to try to do my best. I’ve been reflecting on my parenting memories that I share with pride, love and a few battle scars: My oldest daughter being born - the day everything changed. Ever since I laid eyes on my first born, panicking as her legs wobbled uncontrollably, crying nonstop, I knew I would do whatever I could to protect my kids and keep them safe, healthy and happy. Coaching youth sports - I would never label myself a coach, but I love sports. In nearly eight years, my son has tried almost all of them - and I’ve frequently been on the coaching staff. Being involved with him and his teammates has been a worthwhile experience, even when it has meant drafting practice plans or braving inclement weather. It’s been especially rewarding to have a front row seat watching him go from a passive participant to the switch flipping him into a driven, focused, dedicated athlete. Being a dance dad - unlike my son and team sports, my daughters are dancers. I didn’t know much about dancing until we signed up my oldest for a class when she was 18-months old. Today, it’s a year-long activity that includes practices several nights a week, weekend competitions and a community I’m thankful for being part of. For me, the payoff is watching them perform on stage, giving their all and having the time of their lives doing so. Running with my daughter - I’ve been running regularly for the last 15 years. A couple years ago, we signed up as a family for the Kids in Capes 5k. An unbelievably worthy cause, the race has both a 5k and a mile-long “fun run” for families and young children. I was set to run the former, with my family taking on the latter, until my daughter determined she was up for the longer trek right before the start. With no training, she tackled the run, and we’ve since ran several races together. I appreciate her grit and determination but mostly the bonding we’ve shared. Last day of preschool - my oldest’s last day of preschool involved a big party at the school, with parents invited to attend. As it was wrapping up, she at five-years old, acknowledged this was the end of a phase in her life. Her day-to-day was changing, and she’d never be in a class with that group of kids again. Swept up in the emotion, she sought me out amidst the chaos and clutched me. It was the first time one of my kids truly understood the gravitas of a moment, which I was thrilled to be the support she needed. Our adventures - we proudly boast a family value of experiences over possessions. Sometimes it would be more accurate to label these experiences as adventures. Our most noteworthy to date was traveling halfway across the globe to Hawaii. We packed an obscene amount of luggage, and time changes aren’t exactly kind to toddlers. But like any trip or quick adventure, we survived with memories that will last forever. First camping trip - I grew up camping and still love it. I started my oldest with no risk backyard camping. Actual trips began soon after, with my son starting to join. With three kids, I’ve found the youngest is very adaptable and just wants to be part of whatever the older ones are doing. We thrust her into her first trip shortly after her fourth birthday, significantly younger than when the older two started, and she was an absolute champ. Having a hobby you can break your kids into early and share with them that they actually look forward to is absolutely priceless. Dude day - there’s something very gratifying giving my son glimpses into what an outstanding Sunday looks like for me, a grown man. Last fall, my wife and the girls were away. With no hard planning, we ended up at the gym, because he wanted to complete a workout together. Post workout, I introduced him to the locker room and imparted a few etiquettes. On a whim, we followed that up biking to a neighborhood bar to meet a few friends to watch football. Our beloved Cleveland Browns came back to beat rival Baltimore, and we both rode home in a euphoric high from the day’s activities. A simple day yet filled with lasting impressions.
Teaching first grade - not all memories are rosy. Parenting is hard. It’s even harder when you have to teach first grade while juggling your day job. During the pandemic, virtual school was the model for half the year. One especially painful stretch consisted of my daughter going 56 days without stepping foot in her building, leaving us to try to fill her day and teach her school lessons. Remembering the stress and failures still haunts me, but my appreciation for our educators is endless. Focus on their needs - we’ve all had to drop everything for unplanned trips to pediatricians. Our babies had countless ear infections that led to four ear surgeries. We’ve navigated anxiety and dyslexia diagnoses the best we can without a true playbook. I know others have had even more serious issues to navigate. Did I mention parenting is hard? But it is so rewarding. -Steve Michalovich, founder, CBUS Dads There is only one way I can take my Disney songs on repeat and that is with tons of shredding guitar solos and a healthy dose of double kicks. Thanks to our friends in Punk Rock Factory (PRF), I found it.
To say our family is big fans is an understatement. According to Spotify last year, we listened to them so much we were in their top .5 percent of listeners and six of their songs were in my top 10 songs of 2023. They mix covers of Disney hits from Frozen, Moana and others, along with TV show theme songs like The Office, Parks & Recreation and Ted Lasso. They're from the UK, and when I saw they were coming to Columbus, I jumped on the opportunity to take our son who is four. Dressed in high top Spiderman kicks similar to high top Chucks and with a perfectly placed mohawk by Dad, the two of us set off for his first concert. He talked about the show for days leading up and sang at the top of his lungs all the hits on our drive to A&R Music Bar. He was stoked as we entered and quickly overwhelmed as the reality of a concert venue hit him. Fast forward 20 minutes, we hit the merch stand, had our drinks and ordered a Mikey's Late Night Slice (classic pepperoni) and were out on the porch for the opener. He had a blast though, as we heard the music from inside, because "it's way to loud!" Although he had hearing protection, he said he'd only listen to the loud music if it was PRF. It was cool though, because everyone else on the patio were parents of youngsters, too. I met so many dads, who like me, attempted every trick in the playbook to let out energy and avoid crashing as bedtime quickly came and passed. While we did, we got to take in an outdoor performance of Say Anything playing the main stage at KEMBA Live. Between games of tag and hide and seek, the little guy and I would poke our heads in to see if PRF was hitting the stage. As the time came for them to start their set, the little punk rocker wanted to get close to the stage and get up on my shoulders. With each song he knew, I'd hear him yelling and see his hands tapping his knees. In the first 20 minutes of their set, I got five hugs, 20 punk rock hands and saw the joys of being at a first concert. The show and venue were all very kid friendly. It was a night that I will always remember (I'm actually tearing up while writing this), and I know he will, too. Because of how excited he was on the way home and throughout the night, this automatically became my favorite concert of all time. I hope every dad, whatever genre you're a fan of, gets to experience a first concert with their kids. -Matt Lofy, The Dadass As host of The Dadass Podcast and president of a local chamber of commerce, I believe there is an important conversation we as parents need to be having at home and we’re not. That conversation is related to parenting the future workforce.
On the news, we see countless industries in decline like our trades, appraisers, insurance, and more as baby boomers retire. According to a recent Business Insider article, The Forever Labor Shortage, the Congressional Budget Office projects the potential labor force to expand by a mere 3.6 percent between 2022 and 2031 — one-eighth of the pace in the 1970s. This will continue in the decades that follow. Outside of workforce issues, it’s seen in our national security efforts as well. Most of our U.S. military missed its 2023 recruitment goals, making our military the smallest size it’s been since pre-WWII. According to an Army Times article, the U.S. Army had 485,000 in late 2021 to around 452,000 active-duty soldiers today. Now the Army, who has had the largest decrease, is announcing recruiting reforms. As parents, let’s focus on topics like central Ohio being one of the fastest growing regions in the country while also having one of the lowest ratios of houses per job created nationally. This means if you’re an entry level worker, good luck finding something you can afford or a place you actually want to live. A Forbes article from July 2023 says the average student loan debt in America is $28,950 owed per borrower and that about 92 percent of all student debt are federal student loans; the remaining amount is private student loans. So not only does this greatly impact the financial burden when entering the workforce, this is another glaring national issue impacting our country. I’ll stop here. I’m not bold enough (or educated enough) on this topic to go further. The point I’m trying to make is that as parents, we are faced with two decisions that directly impact the future for our children and indirectly shape our future work force and economy:
As parents we have an opportunity to shape the future by the way we choose to parent, but we don’t always think about the impact we can have. The way we raise our children can be what helps to drive regional community building, impact future industries that solve major issues we face (or will face) and it starts with teaching skills that matter like communicating, empathy and curiosity. As we don’t ever want to limit opportunities for our children, let us not limit their future interests that could lead to business ideas and passions that shape the future of our communities, businesses and country. We owe it to our children and to our future workforce. -Matt Lofy, The Dadass Last month, we surprised our four-and-a-half-year-old son that I was taking him to Monster Jam. For about 48 hours he told everyone about his surprise, even the front desk ladies at school. He was so excited he even woke us up on the day of the event, which was a Saturday, at 3 a.m. to ask, “is it time to go to Monster Jam?” To say he was pumped, was the understatement of the year.
Every two minutes on the drive to The Schott he would ask if we were there, where I would kindly inform him that “we are now XX episodes of Bluey away.” (Fun fact, our household tells time and distance in the estimated length of a Bluey episode, which is typically 5-6 minutes per episode. You get it!) This was both of our first times attending Monster Jam. From the easy parking experience to hopping on to an OSU shuttle to the stadium, it was super kid friendly and easy to navigate as a solo parent. The most challenging part was trying to walk past every vendor and paid experience available. Prior to leaving, my wife gave the executive order that I was approved to purchase a monster truck of some sort for him. As we waited in line to scope out the bounty, I succumbed to the urge of purchasing a light-up Grave Digger mug with a rainbow snow cone bursting through the top of it. Pro Tip: ask how much it is before handing your credit card. Those bad boys were $25 a pop. At least we now have a kick-ass plastic mug at home. The most impressive part of the entire experience was how interactive it was. There were two emcees that would be in the stands or on the dirt course to talk between competitions. There were fun, entertaining videos on the jumbotron, along with the occasional audience participation activity. After each round, you could scan a QR code on the screen to score the tricks. Even from the third level, we felt close and apart of the action down below. I did learn a few lessons that I hope may help you if you're considering a Monster Jam experience in the future:
-Matt Lofy, The Dadass It’s crowded. It’s loud. It’s dirty. But New York - what a town!
We gifted our kids a trip to The Big Apple for Christmas and spent our spring break there, joining the ranks of many parents before us who have braved New York City with their children. One of my best friends lives in the northern suburbs, so we opted for the scenic drive across Pennsylvania and book-ended our trip with visits with him and his family, which was a blast, provided free parking and was a welcomed, peaceful reprieve from the chaos of the big city. Our voyage into Manhattan kicked off on a commuter train from the burbs along the Hudson River. My wife and I are longtime, avid bus commuters, so this was a fantastic experience for my kids to see how commuting can vary. Grand Central Station was our stop, which is a landmark on its own. From there we hailed a ride to Hotel Edison, which was recommended to us based on its conjoining rooms (yes, we needed two rooms). What I would caution anyone on is its proximity to Times Square. I’ve been to New York enough in my life to tell you if I never step foot in Times Square again, I will be content. Doing it over, I might’ve found an option further from this tourist magnet, although we only had real complaint about the location due to an ill-timed popup Shakira concert. Below are highlights and recommendations from our 72 hours in the city:
A jaunt through the American Museum of Natural History and a few parks were on my list that we didn’t make it to. Anyone who has been knows there’s infinite things to do in New York - even for families. You and your kids should never be bored in the city that never sleeps. -by Steven Michalovich, founder, CBUS Dads Last week was one of those weeks. One of those hectic, long, but seemingly gone in a blink of an eye type of weeks. I took a minute to document what my wife and I juggled over a four-day stretch:
This was all incremental to my wife’s standard demanding role as a small business owner and my full workload, which included preparing for and facilitating a day-long, in-person workshop for my team. The above is staggering and makes my head hurt a bit. How did we pull this off? Somehow we limped through, but none of this is to brag. If you’re reading this, you’ve had one of these weeks also. We've all been there. But this reflection was actually therapeutic for me. As working parents, we should take more moments to pat ourselves on the back for all that we do. It’s not always smooth. In fact, this 96 hours certainly came with lost sleep, sore throats and likely more gray hairs. But take stock of the accomplishments periodically. I'm curious how it makes others feel. For me, it made me simultaneously overwhelmed and proud. The added novelty of this week was the light at the end of the tunnel: a much needed weekend away with just my wife in Sedona, Arizona was our reward. This was our second attempt at taking this trip. We postponed it from early November after my daughter was sick the previous week, who then got me sick, and then inevitably, you guessed it, my wife eventually fell ill. I can tell you all about how awesome Sedona is. I can also preach to you about the importance of time with just your spouse, sans kids. This is well documented, and you don’t need to hear this from me. I’m ashamed to admit this was the first time we got away just the two of us in over two years. But clearly all parents are juggling a lot, so it's not always easy to get away. I'm also incredibly thankful for the army of family members that juggled and cared for my kids to make this all possible - especially after getting through an eventful week. In the wise words of The Dadass Matt Lofy himself, stay strong. Do whatever you can to keep your head above water for the kids, but enjoy the important, well-earned, few and far between downtimes with your spouse. -Steve Michalovich, founder, CBUS Dads |
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