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Monthly Archives: January 2017
Poop! Haha… Okay, maybe that’s a bit inappropriate. To be honest, I’ve never been a fan of scatalogical humor. Oh, sure, the occasional fart joke can be a gas (…a gas, get it?), but it’s not my go-to place for … Continue reading
Dear Jackrabbit, These are some jobs I’ve had over the course of my lifetime: Writing tutor. Dishwasher. Typesetter. Roadie. Assistant manager of a copy shop. Gardener. Short order cook. Designer. Personal assistant. Cashier. Managing editor. Shelf stocker. Janitor. Camp counselor. … Continue reading
An update to the Max/Jack dynamic… Jack has become increasingly fascinated by Max. When Max enters the room, Jack turns his head and smiles. If Max comes near, he leans forward and reaches out, wanting to touch whatever he can … Continue reading
I’ve written in the past about singing to the boy, and I’m happy report that it’s still an effective means of interacting with said boy. Songs calm him when he’s being fussy. They distract him while he’s waiting for the … Continue reading
Dear Jackrabbit, We’re growing up in different worlds. That is to say, your childhood and my childhood are vastly different experiences. Some of those differences are superficial, others are more subtle. For instance… Television. When I was a kid, we … Continue reading
Walk into any doctor’s waiting room, any supermarket, any off-license amusement park and you may find yourself confronting the wild New Dad. Don’t panic. They’re fairly docile unless you come close to its young. Don’t sneeze and for god’s sake … Continue reading
Dear Jackrabbit, You’ve recently had your four-month health check and we’re happy to say that all boards are green. You’re still hitting every developmental mark like a champ, and you appear to be in picture perfect health. We couldn’t be … Continue reading
Making a short entry today–claiming Birthday Privilege for being a little lazy for one day. Yes, my birthday was yesterday, but I think I can carry the privilege forward one day. Do I regret being a new dad at 50? … Continue reading
I recently posted an image on Facebook of young Jack sleeping with a caption that read something along the lines of “Finally! Everyone, shush! Sssshhhhh!” Jack is going through an increasingly vocal stage and had, that day, been resistant to … Continue reading