Captain’s Log. Diaper Date 2645. Daddy Chronicles. Toys Break. I don’t remember my toys breaking this often when I was a kid. Aside from the dog’s name, “Uh Oh” might be the most repeated phrase that I hear in my house. And it seems to always come from my son. Don’t get me wrong, my … Read more
Sorry for the blog hiatus, but Life was, well, Life. But welcome back aboard the Poop Deck. Food and drinks are free if you brought ’em aboard. Captain’s Log. Diaper Date 2623. The first real snow fall of the year has occurred. It is a paltry 1.5-3 inches. Barely enough accumulation to notice. However, it … Read more
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 … Read more