From coronavirus to social distancing to the existence of God. It's been quite an evening over here.
It’s hard to believe that my newborn son is already more than a month old, but this calls for some reflection on the new stage of life that we have entered—man-to-man parental defense. With one month in the books, I’m proud to report that we have thus far largely flourished under these new conditions.
In a little more than two months, my son will be born. It's about time I started thinking about our upcoming new reality.
Baby #2 is already getting the shaft in terms of online content. Let's catch up on the details of our second pregnancy, shall we?
Today is my first child's first birthday. That's only going to happen once! How can I distill 365 incredible days into a single blog post? I probably can't.
Every day Maddie seems to be getting a little bit more interactive, a little bit more intelligent and a little bit closer to communicating with us.
Now that our daughter is becoming more mobile and curious, keeping her safe is becoming a difficult and necessary full-time job.
Yesterday was technically not my "first" Father's Day, but it was my first one with a baby on the outside, and what a difference a year makes.
Last night I found this note from my daughter under my pillow. She's got some thoughts she'd like to share about her first nine months.