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By Daddy Clay Friday, April 4th, 2014
Historically, “Ick” has been under appreciated. In the context of raising kids, Ick is an integral part of the experience, essential to bonding. Our children know instinctively that their parents love them because we don’t flee at the sight of their massive Ick. Now, finally, Clorox is casting a spotlight on Ick.
After all, the best parts of our lives are those everyday moments – true, spontaneous and imperfect. Unfortunately some of these moments are downright icky, but Clorox is here to help you laugh through the mess.
Clorox and famed improv group, The Second City Communications, are teaming up for the first ever Clorox Ick Awards, a live interactive experience celebrating life’s ickiest (and funniest) moments. And you can be a part of the show.
The Clorox Ick Awards is your “reality” award show, honoring those situations and experiences that we can all relate to. Your real-life, real-time submissions will inspire The Second City Communications’ icky improv sketches, which will be shared live on Twitter Wednesday, April 9 from 6 – 10 p.m. ET. There are even rumors that a SNL alum may be joining the festivities (Hint: this person is the only SNL cast member ever to have the privilege of going to college with Daddy Clay).
The hilarious dudes from How To Be A Dad will be hosting the proceedings on Twitter, with an assist from DadLabs for the first hour, so don’t miss a minute of the action! The Clorox Ick Awards on happening on Wednesday, April 9 from 6-10 p.m. ET. Join the conversation, share your Ick Awards nominations, win prizes ($2500 worth!) and watch The Second City Communications’ hilariously icky sketches on Twitter using #ickies.
Have a hilariously icky moment you want to nominate in advance? Share it using #ickies and “tune in” to see if it is featured in an improv sketch from The Second City Communications and visit Clorox.com and sign up for Clorox’s email newsletter to learn more about how Clorox can help you laugh through the mess.
Disclosure: Hard to believe, but we are being compensated to spend time cracking up at the Ickies. This sponsorship has in no way compromised our commitment to celebrating the disgusting grandeur of fatherhood.
By concretin_nik Tuesday, February 18th, 2014
TheBoy doesn’t dig super heroes like most little boys. Much to my dismay. I mean, it’s ok, kids like what they like. But his lack of any obsessiveness with super heroes also means I don’t have an excuse to buy action figures like I have been counting on for the last 6 years. My action figure desires are somewhat quelled by his fondness of My Little Ponies. (MLP for you hipsters.) At least they do have small plastic action figures, even if they do have hair and are presented in pastels and rainbows. I can still work with this. Crafting playsets out of cardboard and making stop motion movies gets us playing together, and sparks his imagination. And that’s the whole point of action figures (for me anyway). Perhaps the citizens of Equestria will be gateway figures to more ‘core toys like Star Wars, Batman, and The Avengers. Hope springs eternal.
Hasbro has perhaps come through for me with Super Hero Mashers. These are action figures with extremities that have the interchangeability of Legos. Want to see what Spiderman would look like with Iron Patriot’s head? You can do that. Want a hero with the smash power of the Hulk, yet wears the drapes of Thor’s mother. Tada! Easy. (Didja catch that Avengers reference?)
I received a package of 2 Mashers. Let me first say that on both figures, the elbow joints took some serious elbow grease (see what I did there?) to get moving, as they were locked up out of the box. They loosened up enough after a bit o’ working them back and forth. Other than that, these seem like toys with a cool design that your 11 year old will dig, but are also durable enough that your 5 year old won’t destroy them.
They sent me a Fourth of July set, if you will, of Iron Patriot and Captain America. So the typical mishmashing of trading out arms and legs didn’t produce a particularly dramatic result, though TheBoy was already laughing and having fun. (Score 1!) But let’s see if we can’t come up with something even more fun. Enter… IRON PRIMATE, and CAPTAIN MONKEYPANTS!
We laughed and laughed and made gorilla noises the entire time. I’m not sure these will ever get switched up again. Thank you (again) Hasbro! The Super Hero Mashers are a hit in the Cretin house!
You can get in on the fun and share your mashups on Facebook and Instagram tagging with #MyMashUp.
Disclosure: I received the toys free from Hasbro in exchange for my honest review and opinion. –Concretin Nik
By Daddy Clay Thursday, October 17th, 2013
For a guy that sets being a good dad atop his list of ambitions, it’s hard to confess to behavior that is irresponsible or unmanly. Behold the courage as I do both.
First things first: Being irresponsible. I admit that for months, maybe even for more than a year, I have allowed for there to be no operational smoke detectors in my house. At this point, all firefighters and insurance adjusters have left the room. I can feel you judging me. Read the rest of this entry »
By Daddy Clay Friday, August 16th, 2013
Save Energy and Money, Win Prizes, and Get Your Kid’s Mug in Times Square
Only a Bill
The electric bill. Not something parents typically think of as a powerful teaching tool, especially during the summer. But if you think about it, how many life lessons have electric bills motivated over the years? How many reminders, lectures and castigations about the importance of saving energy has that little monthly envelope brought about?
Without the electric bill, how much less reasoning, nagging, pleading and finger-wagging on the subject of energy conservation would there be? How many millions of times would, “When you leave the room, turn off the…” be left unsaid?
The electric bill turns all parents into environmentalists.
That’s my problem. I last paid an electric bill 17 years ago. That’s when I moved onto the campus of a boarding school. The school covers our utilities. Tough problem, you may be saying, but one consequence: My kids have grown up without being constantly harangued about turning off the lights, and it shows. Read the rest of this entry »