Throughout the pregnancy, I kept telling my wife things like, “The baby is all mine when she gets here,” and “You’ve been carrying her for nine months, I get the next nine.” I wasn’t being silly; I was just being impatient. I’ve been looking forward to being a dad, getting to put my own spin […]
I found one of those things I didn’t realize how much I’d miss it until it was actually gone. That thing is a dishwasher. The first half of my childhood, we didn’t have a dishwasher. We took turns washing the dishes by hand and putting them away. I enjoyed washing them, but it was […]
It’s not that often that I get to do something that really makes me sweat on the weekends. It’s not that often that I want to, but now and then I get to and I want to and it just makes for a really good day. This past weekend, I had one of those opportunities. […]
Me: I wish I could have been better at baseball. Dad: Me too.
I’m a terrible, awful, no good son. Of all the things I could have forgotten to do, why-oh-why did I choose this? Did I choose? What does it matter? What matters is that I forgot to wish my father, the man who helped create me, raise me, and guide me along in my life, a […]
Did I make you proud, Dad?