The Daddy Files

I’ve seen this topic tackled on several other blogs in the past. Frankly, I never wrote about it because I really hadn’t run into anyone who thinks like that in real life. Until this past week. I was talking with a woman in New Jersey over the weekend who had a baby a little older [...] [...]

Something has happened that hasn’t happened for me in years. When I went to bed last night, the clock read 11:43 p.m. MJ and I had planned on having a few beers, playing a one-on-one game of strip poker and then defiling each other. But the bride and groom showed up at the hotel and [...] [...]

Toward the end of our car ride today, MJ suddenly turned her nose up at me in disgust and waved her hand in front of her face furiously. “Oh my God, your ass STINKS!” she said. Usually she’s right, my farts are horrible. But this time I was innocent, no bad gas to speak of. [...] [...]

There’s no two ways about it, my son is a flirt. I’m not quite sure where he gets it, but it seems Will enjoys being the center of attention. He’s only truly happy when all eyes are on him, and therefore he’s hell bent on making eyes at everyone who walks by. This is especially [...] [...]