Happy Thanksgiving, Three Days Late.
I hope all of your Thanksgiving weekends were nice. I spent most of it AFK, as it were. Wife, child and I trekked over to my aunt and uncle’s place in Reading for Thanksgiving Day festivities. In tow we had…
Tag Family
Introducing The I.P.W.F.
On most mornings, my wife and I bring William in to our bed after his morning feeding to wake up slowly. Recently, he has taken to engaging in what can only be described as “pillow wrestling”: he wraps our pillows…
I Couldn’t Resist
We dressed Will up in his new Superman PJs for Halloween night (he had a home-made costume my wife made for him on earlier in the day – he was a spider) and, well, I just couldn’t help posting a…
You Get The Good With The Bad
Lest I leave you with the wrong impression, Will spends 99.9% of his time not being a poo-flinging imp. He’s the sweetest, most cuddly and wonderful little 1-year-old that I’ve ever had the pleasure of knowing. And, he’s cute, to…
My Worst Nightmare Has Indeed Come True
I now have concrete data on which to base the answer to my question: I’m raising a monkey-boy. I neglected to replace Will’s pajama pants this morning after his 5 AM diaper change and feeding, figuring that his room was…
Oh How The Days Fly By
Around a year and a day ago, I was finishing up my round of “He’s here! And he’s a ‘he’!” calls from the hospital room and settling down with my wife and son (gosh, how strange that sounded at the…
“Clearly, Honey, The Baby NEEDS One.”
Curse you, Tycho and Gabe, for pointing out that NERF now sells a certifiable NERF dart sniper rifle, as my life will remain woefully incomplete short of me acquiring one. And trust me, the above excuse/title of this post does…
Am I Raising A Boy Or A Monkey?
I entered my son’s room this morning at the oh-so-wonderful hour of 5am. Awoken from my blissful sleep by his hungry cries, I expected a pleasant reception from my progeny. Instead, my boy had somehow figured out how to remove…
Bachelorblogging, Days 2, 3, & 4
I’ve been working like a dog these last few days (’til 11pm Friday and 1:30 am Saturday night/Sunday morning) so I’ve hardly noticed the absence of my family during the daytime. It’s the nights that are killer. I have to…
Bachelorblogging, Days 2, 3, & 4
I’ve been working like a dog these last few days (’til 11pm Friday and 1:30 am Saturday night/Sunday morning) so I’ve hardly noticed the absence of my family during the daytime. It’s the nights that are killer. I have to…
