At-Home Dads Convention

The 16th Annual At-Home Dads Convention is coming up October 8 2011 in Washington, DC. I have made it to the past two which were hosted in Omaha, but I will not be at this one. Tsunami is just over a week old and I need to stay with Chris to take care of him. Hopefully next year it will not be such a hectic time for me.

The past two that I have attended have been a great experience. It was at the first one that I met the LinOma Dads, Lincoln and Omaha local area dad playgroup. I go to playgroups sometimes, although lately most of the time the schedules conflict and I cannot make the drive to Omaha. I keep in touch with many other at-home dads that I meet at the convention from all over the nation through social networks as I have recently described.

The community is the biggest benefit of the convention as far as I am concerned, but there is certainly much to be learned from the lectures and the breakout sessions. Particularly of interest is the age targeted group sessions as I have gained much insight from them.

Many of my dad friends are heading out to DC as I write this to take part in the convention, but if you are a stay at-home dad and are hearing about the convention by reading this, there is still time to register. You would have an invaluable time.

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