I wrote a bit about the family meltdown in Christmas Eve in my last post. I didn’t cover a few of the bigger questions we discussed following our frustrating experience.…
We got our priorities all mixed up. What our priorities should have been: Baby Sleep Baby Eating Us eating Us showering What other people want Getting these out of whack…
Death, taxes, helpful advice. Inevitable. I love my wife, even if I prefer to refer to her as #cohabitant or use her full maiden name when talking about her. But…
#chuck will be a few days away from 3 months old on Christmas. She does not want, nor need gifts… and yet the majority of the presents underneath our tree…
“Have you been drinking?” the #cohabitant asked. “I had seltzer and a Gingersnap Cookie,” I replied. A few minutes before, I sat in my basement office on a conference call.…
She’s #chuck and I’m trying to be dad. Hey, I’m Ben. They call me @mistersloot. My wife gave birth two months ago and the first weeks felt like life beat…
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