Captain’s Log. Daddy Chronicles. Diaper Date 1600…Duh. Some of you may have figured out the diaper date thing. For those who haven’t – since I’m not smart enough to figure out a star date or anything cool like that, I date the log based on the days since I changed my first diaper (yes there … Read more
Captain’s Log. Daddy Chronicles. Diaper Date 1597…or something like that. Sleep is the final frontier. I read Facebook statuses from friends about these things called “naps”, or “sleeping in”. I have forgotten what these experiences are like. When your first child is born they encourage you to nap when the child naps. This is sage … Read more
Captain’s Log. Daddy Chronicles. Diaper Date 1595. The mornings have been a bit of a struggle. The eldest feigns sleep and refuses to get out of bed thus delaying our daily launch. I have resorted to tickling and will escalate to pouring buckets if water if necessary. The diaper dweller, ever present in ky arms … Read more
Captain’s Log. Daddy Chronicles. Diaper Date 1587. How is your Saturday morning going? The Captain’s morning has been a referendom on his manliness, or lack thereof. The Captain has been sitting in the waiting room of Pep Boys for two hours now. Nice folks, good business, but a bit frustrating. The from tire of the … Read more
Captain’s Log. Daddy Chronicles. Diaper Date 1587. My road touring vessel is a fine machine. Mrs. Captain found it in Craigslist and I pursued and executed the deal. It is a nicer vehicle than what I could normally afford – leather seats, heated seats, moon roof, Dvd player, etc. It even has a tape deck … Read more
Captain’s Log. Daddy Chronicles. Diaper Date 1587. So over the three day weekend, the Captain broke his wedding ring. It was the strangest thing you have ever seen. What did the Captain do? Stick it in a vice, hit it with a hammer, throw it against the wall? No, I simply sat down. The top … Read more
Captain’s Log. Daddy Chronicles. Diaper Date 1586. So today was MLK Day. I am old enough to remember when it was not recognized as a national holiday (It was originally a “teacher work day” at my elementary school. Mom wrote a letter. It became a holiday.) I am old enough to have a parent who … Read more
Captain’s Log. Daddy Chronicles. Diaper Date 1584. The Captain has found that fatherhood causes one to be very reflective about a great many things. There is the grand mystery of life itself, the mystery of those weird silica packets that come in brand new shoes (really, why are they there and why do they tell … Read more
Captain’s Log, Daddy Chronicles. Diaper Date 1580. The Captain got to meet his great nephew last night. It is always funny how a parent’s immediate reaction, when holding a new baby, is to try and remember their child(ren) being that size. The great nephew is a handsome young man. The only knock against him is … Read more
Captain’s Log. Daddy Chronicles. Diaper Date 1579. And the world, as we know it, is ending. The diaper dweller is now able to crawl – not well, but he is indeed mobile. He has not synced his movement yet, it’s not the most coordinated movement, but it is progress. We have been preparing for this … Read more