AN OPEN LETTER TO THAT GUY AT THE AIRPORT: 'You've got your hands full there, eh buddy?', exclaimed yet another older dude in work slacks and loafers, traveling with only a laptop bag. I nodded with a forced smile and said, 'So true dude, so true.' What I really wanted to do was throttle him … [Read more...] about The Friendly Skies.
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Bite Me.
Ava now has 14 of her 20 baby teeth in. It seems like these last few have been really tough for her. I think the pain of the incisors and K-9's coming through are driving her bananas. I found this cutie under the sofa during naptime. At first, I thought the dog did it, gave him a 'WTF is … [Read more...] about Bite Me.
You’re Fired!
It's hard to be perfect at work. Everyone has a goof here or there. On occasion, I used to send emails without an attachment or forget to dial 9 to get out of the building while faxing, but things are different as a stay-at-home parent. Making an error can have amplified … [Read more...] about You’re Fired!
Long Dirt Road.
The other night my wife took a picture of my son's buns to send to her sisters. Don't ask me, I try to stay under the radar and not ask too many questions, I guess this is what sisters do. Anyway, here's the picture. … [Read more...] about Long Dirt Road.
I’m Going Out For a Bit.
Yeah, wouldn't we ALL like to 'go out for a bit'. I'll donate an organ to sit on a folding chair in the garage, absorbing dark silence for a few minutes. Ava walked into the living room the other day while I was feeding Charlie. She had a pair of Uggs on the wrong feet, pants hiked up to … [Read more...] about I’m Going Out For a Bit.
Excuse Me Sir, You Have Puke in Your Hair.
AVA: 'DADA. DADA. DADA.' ME: 'YES, Ava, what is it?' AVA: 'Charlie got sick in your hair.' Really? Is that what I needed right now? Run and get some paper towels for Daddy. And a t-shirt for chrissakes, I'm on the internet. … [Read more...] about Excuse Me Sir, You Have Puke in Your Hair.
