Baby weight. 

I’ve gained about twenty pounds since our little bucket of angel tears was born. I used to commute to work, most days, by bicycle. I live 7 miles from work. Riding a bike to work in is like entering a cheat code into life. Your metabolism gets a huge boost first thing in the morning. […]

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Seahorses!

Calling all dads, Seahorses, located in Southeast Portland on Hawthorne, Is the first of its kind. It is a store for dads. Dads and babies. They carry strollers, carriers, shaving equipment, and pocket knives. I’m writing this there right now. There is a have a playpen surrounded by a bar with outlets so you can […]

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When he is a teenager

I can’t wait until The Squish is a petulant teenager. I am building a cache of embarrassing things I can throw in his face every time he cracks wise. I’ll be like “Oh really, you don’t want to mow the lawn? Well, maybe I didn’t want to wipe your butt when you pooped in your […]

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Pride goeth before the fall

The other day I after I got home from my one day a week of work I was sitting on the floor playing guitar. Our squishy little baby was enthralled. He was clinging to the guitar and pulling himself up onto his knees. It was a sterling moment. He knelt there, awkwardly teetering and my […]

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Living vicariously

How old does a kid need to be before you can start forcing it to learn piano, guitar, drums, and xylophone? I am a sloppy, undisciplined guitar player because I had to learn on the streets in my teens and I don’t want that for my son. The way I see it until he can articulate […]

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Babies get sick

You hear all about it. Babies are supposed to get like six colds a year. It’s no big deal. Rudimentary immune systems, blah blah blah. We thought we’d seen him have a cold. He would sniffle and cough a bit here and there. Have a runny nose. Well, eight months in and we have our […]

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