Newborn Identity

Second Chances

They say you get few second chances, and I’m afraid to say I’ve found that to be pretty true in life. With that said, something awesome happened recently. Annie got not one second chance, but two!

Sorta, Kinda, Not Really…

Since Annie is only three there are some things that are too complicated to explain to her, so I give her the “sorta, kinda, not really” version. For example, when she asked me where James came from I told her that “Mommy and I made him.” That’s true in a vague sort of way, or…

Different Like Me

I haven’t talked about this in a while so many of you may not remember, but I’ve had to deal with a minor form of Tourette Syndrome most of my life. One of the things that worries me as a dad is the prospect of my kids developing tics too. My tics have made my…

So… About The World Being Magical

I try to make the world a magical place for Annie. That’s something my parents did for me when I was a kid, and I can still remember what it was like to think there really might be an elf hiding behind the tree in our backyard, or that I could make a baseball player…

Paul McCartney, Jimmy Kimmel, and Me

As you’ve probably gathered by now I’m the resident Paul McCartney fan on this here blog, and yesterday something awesome happened – I got to watch Paul’s concert for Jimmy Kimmel Live just thirty feet away from the stage! This time last week I had no idea that I’d get to see a Paul McCartney…

Stamped Out

Something happened at Annie’s gymnastics class last week that had her near tears as we left, and I didn’t know what to think about it for a good stretch until I finally was able to wrap my head around what happened. If you’re thinking, “Gymnastics class? I haven’t heard about those in a while,” it’s…

More Cooking With Annie

As you know, Annie is an expert at making pepperoni pizza, but her culinary aspirations don’t end there. Lately she’s constantly after me to go into the kitchen and “make something,” and last night she took that request one step further by asking to make something “with my own ingredients.” When I asked her what…

The Mystery of the Missing Goggles

Just about every parent has experienced that moment when their kid loses something in public and all hell breaks loose. I’d somehow managed to avoid that drama until this weekend when my luck finally ran out. The funny/sad part is that Annie didn’t lose her wobble, princess doll, or other prized possession. She lost a…

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