It’s not even five in the morning. Let the games begin.
A single father shares how being shaped by his nonverbal son and teenage daughter reframed what strength, love, and success really mean.
Category: humor
Brawling With My Children
This kid is made of steel. He’s like a Batman villain.
My Son Was Wearing Pants When We Got Here
It’s times like this when I’m forced to bare witness to the barest of witnesses.
Daddy Kills The Bugs
Hell hath no fury like an escaped Daddy Longlegs.
Her Seriously Ridiculous Dad
Being a zany dad during lighter times makes me approachable during those heavier ones.
Eleven Going On Terrifying
To quote Out For Justice, maybe it’s mood swings, maybe it’s hormones, maybe it’s the need to impose her will. Whatever it is, this little princess is turning three shades of raging.
Please, Kid, Stop Eating
This is the kid who I was afraid would never be able to express his wants and needs.
Suddenly I Was A Suburban Dad
People assume we are born this way. Our Dadness starts on day one.
My Vsco Daughter’s Hydroflask Sksksk
Don’t tell me what cool is. I know what cool is.
I Don’t Like The Ice Cream Man
Hey, kids are happy? Yeah? Not for long. Ice cream man is here.
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