Captain’s Log. Diaper Date 2700. Daddy Chronicles: Cookie Dad. So the truth is this- I wasn’t much of a Boy Scout. I lasted one meeting. One. I can’t tie a knot, start fire with twigs, or identify poison ivy. But that doesn’t mean I want the same for my kids. Mrs. Captain and I were … Read more
Short post- mainly a picture. With the Super Bowl upon us, one of my fondest memories is getting to go on the field during Media Day a few years ago here in Indy. I even got to take a picture with my Fantasy Football star running back, Maurice Jones Drew. And epic day. Captain…out.
Captain’s Log. Diaper Date 2691. Daddy Chronicles: Lost a Step. Today I feel old. I remember my dad complaining about his knees and joints after playing basketball. I remember thinking that it was an excuse. I now know that not to be true. Last night I played in our annual Charity Basketball game. 20 minute … Read more
I have missed the wardrobe. I remember walking into every closet I saw hoping against hope that the next step would transport me to Narnia. Narnia. Where I would be a King and enjoy the beauty of the land and the friendship of a fierce and powerful lion. Little did I know that the wardrobe … Read more
Don’t look back. Something might be gaining on you. – Satchel Paige Captain’s Log. Diaper Date 2687. Daddy Chronicles: Looking Back. Pictures are amazing. They have the ability to show us where we have been. What we have been. And how far we have come. 2,687 days into fatherhood and it still feels new. It … Read more
It’s not everyday that you have an opportunity to break bread with complete strangers, but that’s exactly what I got to do last week. I received a special invitation to visit the Olive Garden in Greenwood, Indiana (one of the oldest original restaurants in the popular chain) to check out their latest remodel – both … Read more
Poop Deck Community, Welcome to the Week in Review! Good morning (or whatever time you read this)! It has been a short week here, but still rather interesting. We had a bit of an adventure with a winter storm which scared away all the grocery carts before it came. My son inspired me to create … Read more
My resume is extensive, and, if I may humbly say so, impressive. No, not my work resume (though I am proud of that). My parenting resume. Ahhh. Now your wheels are turning. Think about it. Think about all the hats we parents wear on a daily basis. It is overwhelming, challenging, and, sometimes, fun. Obviously … Read more
There are few things that stop me in my tracks. This scene was one of them: There were no carts. None. It was a sign that people had interpreted a sign of the Apocalypse…and decided, as my wife likes to say, to go buy French toast- milk, bread, and eggs. Yes, we were supposed to … Read more
Captain’s Log. Diaper Date 2681. Daddy Chronicles. Sleep No More. I read somewhere, or heard somewhere, or I may be making this up completely, that when a child learns something new, grows, or is entering a new stage, their sleep is interrupted. If that is the case, my son is going to be a genius. … Read more