Day 1600

Captain’s Log. Daddy Chronicles. Diaper Date 1600…Duh. Some of you may have figured out the diaper date thing.  For those who haven’t – since I’m not smart enough to figure out a star date or anything cool like that, I date the log based on the days since I changed my first diaper (yes there […]

Sleep

Captain’s Log. Daddy Chronicles.  Diaper Date 1597…or something like that.  Sleep is the final frontier. I read Facebook statuses from friends about these things called “naps”, or “sleeping in”.  I have forgotten what these experiences are like.  When your first child is born they encourage you to nap when the child naps.  This is sage […]

Splish Splash

Captain’s Log. Daddy Chronicles. Diaper Date 1595.  The mornings have been a bit of a struggle.  The eldest feigns sleep and refuses to get out of bed thus delaying our daily launch.  I have resorted to tickling and will escalate to pouring buckets if water if necessary.  The diaper dweller, ever present in ky arms […]

Dora Ain’t Gangsta

Captain’s Log. Daddy Chronicles. Diaper Date 1587.  My road touring vessel is a fine machine.  Mrs. Captain found it in Craigslist and I pursued and executed the deal.  It is a nicer vehicle than what I could normally afford – leather seats, heated seats, moon roof, Dvd player, etc.  It even has a tape deck […]

Growing Out Of Innocence

Captain’s Log.  Daddy Chronicles.  Diaper Date 1586.  So today was MLK Day.  I am old enough to remember when it was not recognized as a national holiday (It was originally a “teacher work day” at my elementary school.  Mom wrote a letter.  It became a holiday.)  I am old enough to have a parent who […]