The Daddy Files

We all have dirty little secrets. But with the blog, most of mine are exposed for all to see. And mock. But I have to admit, I’ve been holding out on you guys in one area. And now, I’m ready to face the music. OK, I can do this…
I frequently attempt to commune with the [...]

One of the first rules of being a journalist is you must have a writing utensil on you at all times. Newspaper reporters are constantly fielding phone calls, and therefore taking notes. So anytime you see me, even when I’m “off duty” (as if there’s such a thing), I have a reporter’s notebook in my [...]

I love my son and I love being a parent. I want to make that very clear. I wouldn’t trade it for anything. But let’s face it parents, there are certain things about life before kids that we all miss from time to time.
For me, it’s the road trip.
There are fewer things on this Earth [...]

My mother was hoping I wouldn’t write about this, but it’s too good to pass up.
Last week my parents were nice enough to take me and Will out to lunch, and then drive us all the way back to the Cape. After a splendid meal at the Picadilly Pub, we packed Will and ourselves into [...]

I had just finished showering on Monday when a small cyclone of blonde hair and cuteness whisked into the bathroom and started knocking on the glass shower door.
“Hi Dadda,” said my rambunctious son.
“Hi buddy,” I replied as I searched for a clean towel. Unfortunately, I forgot to grab one before I got into the shower [...]