baby / myself

Toddlers

Abraham busted his lip for the first time. He’s had skinned knees and assorted bruises, but today there was blood (only a little) and tears (many). He only runs from place to place, which means that busted lips are bound to happen. I keep thinking about writing a post like “How to Fly with a … Continue reading

myself

Weird

My stepdaughter thinks we are weird. We = her dad and me. Mostly him, because he was at the school, doing a science demo in her brother’s class, and he stopped by her lunch period to sit with her. With his guitar. His presence there was clearly the Worst Thing Ever. She literally kicked him … Continue reading