Three years. How quickly they go by. It seems like only yesterday I cradled you in my arms, swaddled in a blanket covered in baby footprints, wondering how I was so lucky to get to welcome you into this world. When we brought you home, I never thought I could feel so exhausted again inContinue reading “Three”
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Sleeping kitties and spinning plates
Of all our three cats, nobody is the bundle of love that is our Jasper. While our other two have their moments of wanting some love, Jasper has been ever-consistent since the day he arrived and first curled into Meg’s lap and went to sleep on our front porch. Just as early upon his arrival,Continue reading “Sleeping kitties and spinning plates”
Passing the time with Old Fezziwig
It’s Christmas Eve. And all I can think is ‘how the heck did it get here so quickly?!’ I’m not talking in that ‘I’m unprepared!” way when events sneak up on your despite their regularity every year. No, I mean, what the heck happened to the lead-up? This revelation hit me when, of all things,Continue reading “Passing the time with Old Fezziwig”
“You a nice person”
Sometimes it doesn’t take much to make your day. And ever since becoming a dad, I’ve found that it’s often the smallest of gestures, of words that make it so. As a child’s ability to speak grows and their vocabulary expands, sometimes the words coming out don’t always make sense, or require the need forContinue reading ““You a nice person””
Nostalgic for the lives that once were…
I’ve been feeling pretty nostalgic as of late. I’m not sure if it’s the changing colors of the Fall leaves here in the Northeast, which always make me think of the many returns ‘back to school’ for almost two decades, or sitting outside the cafe in college with my portable CD player and headphones providingContinue reading “Nostalgic for the lives that once were…”
A moment of play, a moment of reflection
Tonight I sat on the couch and stared. Just stared down at the scene in front of me as though I was witnessing the miraculous. And in my mind I was. There, on the floor, humming a little song to himself, was our son, now two and in full-on toddler mode, playing. Just playing. WithContinue reading “A moment of play, a moment of reflection”
Three steps back
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”
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?”
Houston, we have potty
I’ll spare you the more graphic details, I promise. Suffice it to say, Santa brought the little guy a Baby Bjorn potty for Christmas and we’ve already started putting it to use. While at first, he just wanted to carry it around the house and use it as a convenient chair when he wanted toContinue reading “Houston, we have potty”
The Dorky Daddy 