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I Sure Hope I Get One Of These For Xmas

Because the thing that I really want is to cart my kids around on my back all the time. It is called, The Daddle and it is available from Amazon for the low price of $35.99



This comes from an actual saddle manufacture by the name of Cashel. I hope this does not become a trend, but there are a few amusing customer reviews:

Wanderwoman says: Please note that this Daddle is Western Style and will not be appropriate for those trained in the English Father Riding Method whereby one holds a rein in each hand and posts the trot. If you are looking forward to father jumping, father fox hunting, father polo or daddy dressage you will not be able to use this Daddle. Western Daddle riders hold the reins with one hand, and sit the trot. The pommel or horn on this Daddle is meant to hold a lariat which is useful when roping cattle or other competing or unruly fathers.

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  1. My 5 year old demands that I let her ride me around the house repeatedly. She says it'll be 6 times around the house, but then when I've done 6, she says 3 more. When I do 3 more, she says 2 more. THIS would only encourage her!

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  2. [...] all the stupid parenting products that I have posted on this site, I think I have found one stupider than all of them put together. The My Pee Pee [...]

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