Fatherhood

Dear Charlotte, You are seventeen months old today and all I have to show for it is a loss of words.  Over the past month your curiosity and your personality have exploded. Living with a TODDLER! is like cohabitating with a →MORE...

Dec 16, 2010
She wanted to be like her Momma.  So her Daddy cinched the buckles down and wrapped the carrier all around her little body.  Then he stuffed her monkey, her baby, in the front.  And she grinned and she laughed and she →MORE...

Last year, Donald and I could not afford to celebrate the holidays with gifts or greeting cards.  Nor could we the year before that.  Or the year before that. This year we can. But this year, we aren’t going to. Not →MORE...

Dec 02, 2010
I can feel my husband shaking me, hear him telling me it’s time to wake up, and I grumble.  My horrific morning attitude is the stuff of legends in this home.  Donald shakes me again.  Come on, Grouchpot, he says.  Time →MORE...