Non-Verbal, Crossed Signals

We have a lot less of these interactions as time goes on, but they still happen.

I Love My Kids Equally (Honest)

I’ve never had a relationship as special as the unique ones I have with each of them.

It’s a path I never expected to travel, but am glad I had the courage to walk it.

Being Dad is the greatest, scariest, happiest, lifetime of dread I could have ever signed up for.

I’m not letting him sludge his way through life. My boy looks good. I make sure of it.

The purée literally jumped four feet in the air and came splashing down on his head.

The best way I can describe days like this is that my hair hurts.

It was as if everything we have ever loved, hated, or known was taken away.

Frustrated and pleading, “Come on. You like Jeff Wiggle. Right? It’s a Jeff doll. Yay?” Nada.

One tiny giggle kept these three alive for over a decade and counting.