Merry Christmas!

Merry Christmas from my family to yours!
Here’s a little Christmas merriment to brighten your day:

A Father’s Pride

There they are, my two pride-and-joys. They’re growing up so fast.
Will is now working on sounding out and spelling words on his own (“hot” and “hat” were his first ones this past week) and Katie, upon hearing the first few bars when my wife opened this Tumblr post from Merlin Mann containing a rendition of [...]

It’s Just Like One Of Those Movie Theater Photo Booth Shots

…Only far, far bundle-of-joy-ier. (Click the image for the full size scanination)
We’re due March 17th — that’s right, a St. Patty’s Day baby. They’ll still wear orange, though. *grin*

Scenes From A Preschooler’s Bedtime

Dialog, almost verbatim, from last night’s bedtime ritual:
Me: [Having just read the story of Moses getting the Ten Commandments from God] What did God tell Moses to tell the people?
Will: …
Me: He said “Do not…”?
Will: Kill!
Me: And “Do not…”
Will: …
My Wife: [Suggesting helpfully] “Do not st…”
Will: Steve!
Me: [Covering my mouth so as to obscure the [...]

Daddy/Will “Date”, March 2009

Will and I hopped a train to Philly and caught a Wings lacrosse game over the weekend. The Wings were playing the Minnesota Swarm.
Minnesota won, 13-12. W00t!

Monkey Man!

Reel Big Fish’s cover of Toots and the Maytals’ “Monkey Man” has become the Stewart household’s unofficial theme song. It is now impossible to put it on without my children beginning to dance, spin and generally cavort. Will occasionally even spontaneously bursts out in choruses of “Ai-Ai-Ai! Ai-Ai-Ai! / Talkin’ ’bout de big [...]

On Loss, Grief, And Giving Thanks

I’ve been trying to figure out how to write this post for a month now, so I figure it’s about time for me to just go ahead and do it, else I might never blog again. I’ve rewritten this post in my head so many times that I simply need to sit down and spell [...]

Whoah.

Or is it “hoo-ah!”?

More of the second. Definitely.

Three Years — THREE. YEARS. MAN.

Three years ago, my wife and I welcomed young Master William into this world.
In three short years, he’s gone from this:

To this:

Where has the time gone? My little baby is growing up.
Happy birthday, son. I love you.

Variations On A Theme

Along the lines of yesterday’s efforts, Merlin Mann linked to a new artistic trend: placing baby/toddler faces in old yearbooks to comedic/frightening effect.
Here’s my quick attempt using my children as guinea pigs: