We were headed up the stairs last night, as is pretty much the course at that time of night, on our way to bathtime, when my son suddenly stopped several steps up. “No!” he said to me, his brow furrowed. “What is it, buddy?” I ask. “Dada, move!” “What do you mean, move?” “Move, dada!”Continue reading “Three steps back”
Category Archives: Time
You don’t need to be Sam Wainwright to matter
It has taken me many years to fully come to terms with this, and it is something I often have to remind myself of to this day. But it’s important. And, as I have since childhood, I’m going to frame it in the context of something that is easier for me to understand and explainContinue reading “You don’t need to be Sam Wainwright to matter”
Am I getting dumber with age?
I swear I used to be much smarter than I am today. When I was a little kid in elementary school, I had a hand-me-down set of encyclopedias. I couldn’t tell you what brand, but I remember they had orange covers, littered with four or five photos contained in squares on each cover, giving youContinue reading “Am I getting dumber with age?”
Gardening takes longer with a toddler
Meg and I recently decided to attack our gardening for the year, and that meant cleaning out the beds, weeding, laying down dirt and peet moss and of course, planting. Seems like an easy checklist, but not exactly the easiest of tasks with the little guy at an age when he wants to be intoContinue reading “Gardening takes longer with a toddler”
Day in the Life – a photo essay
Whether they know it or not, everyone has a story to tell. However, some folks never tell their stories because they think they have nothing to say – that their life is too boring. It’s with that in mind, that I set out to create a photo essay that took something routine and mundane –Continue reading “Day in the Life – a photo essay”
Destiny, over easy
My recent trip to Massachusetts got me reflecting a bit on how much things change. Flashback more than ten years ago. I was 21 years old and living for the first time on my own in a small village in Massachusetts. I worked serving drinks in a small cafe across from an all-women’s college, jugglingContinue reading “Destiny, over easy”
Get yer ice cream? No thank you
There is just something inherently creepy these days about the Ice Cream Truck coming down the street. If you’re an ice cream truck driver, I apologize. It’s very likely not you. Or at least, I hope it’s not you. Oh, I’m sure that back in the day it was an innocent and smile-inducing moment toContinue reading “Get yer ice cream? No thank you”
Childhood Amnesia
Like many other families, this past year and a half or so has had its share of up and down moments, but we’ve been lucky enough to have many more ups than we have had downs. Every time our little guy learns something new, makes a new expression, says a new word, or just enjoysContinue reading “Childhood Amnesia”
Guys’ Nights – Bonding, Learning…
My wife has decided to jump back into theatre. She’s missed it for quite some time, as it was a very large part of her life for so long (and how we met), but we both felt when she was pregnant that it was best to step away from the stage and take some timeContinue reading “Guys’ Nights – Bonding, Learning…”
Who is that looking back at me?
The little guy was getting a bath the other night when my wife asked me to run into his room and fetch a pair of pajamas for him. Up to his room I went and into the dresser to find something comfy enough for the night, but not so heavy that he’d be overheated. We’veContinue reading “Who is that looking back at me?”
The Dorky Daddy 