This past weekend I turned 33 and one of the things everybody asks me is “what did you do for your birthday?” The non-intrusive answer is “spent time with the family,” but the real answer is – I got sick. And so did Meg. And so was the baby. It’s oddly becoming a bit ofContinue reading “Odd new birthday tradition”
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Change to the menu
Leaps and bounds, right into the mouth. In the past week, our little guy has added solid foods to his menu. I say solid as in mushy, but heck, it’s certainly something a little more diverse than just milk, I’m sure. Eventually we would like to begin making his food on our own. It’s amazingContinue reading “Change to the menu”
Turning the pages of comics and time…
Sometimes repeating something from your past can make you realize just how much the future has changed. This past weekend, I indulged my inner-dork and met up with some old friends to go to a comic convention about an hour side. It’s one of those occasional traditions that we’ve done since adolescence. Some things haveContinue reading “Turning the pages of comics and time…”
The TIME in bathtime
Time is going by fast. My wife is giving our son a bath as I write this. It’s Sunday night, the temperature outside is a reminder that fall’s crisp breeze will be here anytime. Inside the house, the lights are low, there’s no TVs on, and the only sounds throughout our home, other than myContinue reading “The TIME in bathtime”
Dry-erasing the memories as a new chapter starts
It’s been an emotional 24 hours, and it all begins with a dry erase board. What? A dry erase board? How much wallop can a piece of plastic sitting on the refrigerator really pack? Quite a bit, actually. You see, the dry erase board has been hanging on our fridge from the day we firstContinue reading “Dry-erasing the memories as a new chapter starts”
Go slowly sands of time…
Time is moving by at an alarming rate. I am unable to fathom the speed with which the past nine months have flown by. It seems like only a week or so ago that it was Halloween night and we sat there, slightly late for our rehearsal of “Arsenic and Old Lace” at a localContinue reading “Go slowly sands of time…”
The Dorky Daddy 