Monthly Archives: November 2012
I have to plead exhaustion as the main reason I wrote this poem, but it’s mildly amusing (at least to me). Plus there aren’t many poems about baby poop out there. The Diaper Change Smell of prunes, sight of taint. Diaper looks like its full of paint. Excrement smeared under my finger. That smell of […]
My son is still trying to figure out what, exactly, constitutes “business casual.” Frankly, so am I.
Everybody who has kids tells us to enjoy our time, because they grow up so fast. And I believe them–Wolfe’s already 6 months old! Wasn’t it just yesterday that I could hold his entire body in one hand? What nobody warned us about was the weird time warp a kid can be. I am, by […]
Since I am a part-time teacher, most days I go pick my son up from daycare in the early afternoon and hang out with him until Mom gets home or I can trade off with her after she gets off work and I go to one of my other duties. Today, though, our schedules overlapped […]
I have a secret habit, one I’m not proud of. When I drive, I listen to AM talk radio. I almost wrote that I like to listen to it, but I don’t really. I find it amusing sometimes, irritating often, and disheartening always. It’s disheartening because of the number of people who think these guys […]
With Thanksgiving over, I’m having a case of the blahs. My wife and I enjoyed spending time with both our families this past week, and Wolfe had a blast as well (although I don’t know any of us had fun with the driving part–over 1,200 miles all told). But now going back to “real life” […]
Tomorrow the missus and I will be competing in a 5k, then gorging ourselves on turkey and all the trimmings (well, most of them–not my beard trimmings…I hope). In honor of the day, I decided to post some things we’re thankful for. Mrs. Cranky Dad Wolfe Cranky Dad Extended family The Internet Naptime Cranky Dad […]