Ellie and I met a very sweet little boy at the park today, who I’ll call “James.” He climbed on the merry-go-round with us and promptly informed us that he was 4, but “I be 5 on my next birf-day.” My daughter is 2 and 1/2, and he seemed very kind to her.
Later, I saw him playing with a group of mostly older boys, probably aged 5 – 8. (It’s Spring Break here.) They were dividing into teams for some game when I heard James explain to an older boy: “No! You only get 1 shot wif a sniper [rifle]. I had RPG [rocket-propelled grenade launcher] so I got you.” Continue reading “Tuesday at the Park: A Lesson”
Time flies. Here it is 2019, and I haven’t posted anything. I’m sure you’re aghast, clearly unable to continue life and productive endeavours until I update my blog. Well, rest easy, Somewhat-Infrequent Reader. I got you covered.
And to First-Time Readers, this is how it usually works around here. The blog is fairly low on the priority list and thus is only updated when (A) There’s big news; (B) I get a twinge of nerdy excitement about esoteric topics; or (C) I’m overcome by the urge to overshare online. In this case, it’s option C. Continue reading “North Carolina and Other Updates”
Most of the regular readers here know I quit my job in December to be a full-time dad to our new baby girl. (If you didn’t know, consider yourself caught up.) It’s now July. I’ve been *not* working for at least six months, am not seeking a job, and have no plans to seek a job in the immediate future. (More on that later.) In short, my professional marketing career is voluntarily over.
That’s retirement, right? When you voluntarily stop working to pursue other interests (even if those interests are raising children)? I think so. Maybe. I’m not sure.
The more interesting question: What’s it like to be retired by your early thirties?
Continue reading “Life After Work; or, Thoughts on Being “Retired” At 32″
Spring is in the air: the trees are budding, weeds have executed their annual hostile takeover of my yard, and my daughter just turned four months old. It’s a wonderful time.
Now that I’ve been a full-time father flying solo for about six weeks, I thought it would be interesting to give you a glimpse at my average weekday.*
Continue reading “A Day In The Life”
- Her hand
- Her bib or whatever clothes she happens to be wearing
- Dad’s hand
- Any toys within reach
Not a food group, and therefore not welcome in her mouth: Pacifier.
Today was my wife’s first day back at work after her maternity leave. That means it’s also my very first day as a full-time dad. Continue reading “My Daughter’s Favorite Things, Part II”
My apologies for the lack of posting lately (though I’m not sure if anyone is reading this blog yet!). I do have a third part in my Adulting So Hard series about half drafted, but want to spend more time on it before it goes up.
It’s been a strange time in my life. My days always end up filled, yet I never quite know where the day went. I have no idea what day it is if it’s not Sunday (when I go to church) because I have no standing appointments or obligations the other days of the week. So I thought it would be interesting to account for how I’m spending my time. In rough order (most-to-least time spent):
Continue reading “Notes – 12/30/2016”
My daughter is now nearly six weeks old. Like any well-adjusted, mature little person, she has developed a set of desires and preferences, both positive and negative. Here are some of hers.
Continue reading “These Are A Few Of My Daughter’s Favorite Things”
Welcome to my website! I’d like to open the blog with a bit of backstory, which I’m going to call “Prologue” simply because it sounds more impressive and writerly. (Or at least more pretentious.) Don’t worry, I’ll be quick.
Continue reading “Prologue”