By the time I publish this, what happened tonight is already three days old. Tonight's events won't be as clear as they are right now. Some details might get lost in time. (I know it's only three days, but I'm 35 and forget stuff). I was going to wait until today to type this, but I couldn't let… Continue reading Nolan, the “hula hooping sensation”
"Like sands through an hourglass, these are the days of our lives." No, being an at-home dad hasn't got me watching soaps every afternoon while the little guys sleep, but this quote is becoming more and more aprapos, maybe? Shit, I don't even know if it makes sense in the context I'm trying to use… Continue reading Monday, Wednesday, Friday, Saturday
Question: Why can't schools go to work? Answer: They don't have feet!
Question: How did the TV come alive? Answer: Because it was on!
Graham was writhing in pain, tugging at his ears, and dripping snot until after midnight before finally retreating from our bed back to his lower bunk and passing out. I'm pretty sure that him being a thumb-sucker wasn't helping matters. As of this writing, 8:41am, he's still asleep in bed. Austin has a runny nose… Continue reading Boogers. EVERYWHERE!
Question: How did the house come to life and go to the supermarket? Answer: Because it was so, so, so, so, so, so hungry. And the mouth was the windows!
Chopping down the tree, watching The Polar Express, visiting Santa Claus, looking for Gus, decorating the tree, drinking hot chocolate...traditions, man, traditions!