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Month: December 2011

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I Hate Resolutions

I hate New Years Resolutions. Why? It’s simple – they usually contradict each other. For example, there is the cliche of losing weight. And the simple one of “being happier”. Guess what? The source of my happiness will undo the whole losing weight thing. Yes, my family makes me happy – don’t judge me or […]

Captain's Log fatherhood

The last play day.

Captain’s Log. Daddy Chronicles. Diaper Date 1569. I have survived three days on my own. The natives are restless. Currently, my arms are receiving rest thanks to the jumperoo that the diaper dweller is indulging in and expending precious energy (it didn’t last for long – he is sleepy now).  The eldest is eating waffles […]

Captain's Log fatherhood

My son the villain.

Captain’s Log. Daddy Chronicles. Diaper Date 1568. Quick entry/discovery.  Just had one of those deja vu moments. The diaper dweller is only 7 months old. I shouldn’t be too critical, but I thought he would be crawling by the time my break was over – an obvious testament to my rearing. Alas, he cannot. He […]

Captain's Log daughters fatherhood

Daddy Goes to Jail

Captain’s Log.  Daddy Chronicles.  Diaper Date 1566. Today I was left alone with both children.  Since I am still on Winter Break, both of the heirs to the Captain’s empire stayed home instead of going to daycare.  Mrs. Captain claims to have to work, but I think she may be abandoning the ship for a […]

Captain's Log fatherhood

Christmas Shell

Captain’s Log.  Daddy Chronicles.  Diaper Date 1564.  The lights on the tree are still glowing.  The house is finally silent.  It was a very good day. Before I go to sleep…I have one question. Who designs the packaging for toys? Second question – What are they mad about? The talent of this individual is being […]

Captain's Log fatherhood

Maiden Voyage

Captain’s Log.  Daddy Chronicles.  Diaper date 1562.  This is my Maiden Voyage on the interwebs in regards to my personal Captain’s Log.  There have been several previous entries which may be re-shared at a later date. It is Christmas Eve Eve.  The natives are restless.  The diaper dweller spent much of the day attempting to […]