My shortest post ever.
The ferocity with which you find yourself loving and protecting your children as a parent goes beyond any primal instinct I have ever felt in my life. There, I said it. Carry on.
Pinocchio’s Whale and the Hi-Tech Parking Lot
I got back from Rome about a week ago and have been looking through my travel notes (yes, people still do that). Since I decided to enjoy my holidays away from the computer as much as possible I am just getting around to transferring some of these stories from paper to bytes. The funny thing [...]
Newborn vs. Toddler – A (Very) Short Discourse.
With a newborn bringing my wife and me back to square one, I find myself double taking as my three and a half year old starts coming into his own. I look at our baby boy and then at my eldest and cannot believe that in such a short amount of time he has become [...]
Curd, son. Nothing else in the world smells like that.
I love the smell of curd in the morning! It is something you forget once your child moves on to eating solids. The tangy, slightly pungent smell of regurgitated milk. It is oddly a comforting smell. It is a newborn smell. Certainly better than what happens when you move on to solids and things get [...]
LBK, LAK and reincarnation.
I realized early this morning while watching the minute hand on the kitchen clock sweep towards sixteen with the hour hand seemingly stuck on three that last time around I did not have a blog. Last time around was over three years ago when my first son was born and the only blog experience was [...]
Fool me once shame on you. Fool me twice…
I am a new dad – again. I get to deal with breastfeeding, poop, burps, spit up and less no sleep. The second time around, though, I realize that the first time was not so bad after all. Newborns really do just eat, poop and sleep. It’s the whining and now jealous older toddler that [...]
The Parenthood Hymn
There was a game we used to play We would hit the town on Friday night And stay in bed until Sunday We used to be so free We were living for the love we had and Living not for reality It was just my imagination (Just My Imagination, Bury The Hatchet – [...]
Clichés and growth spurts.
As clichéd as this may sound, it is really astounding how fast kids grow up. Not height wise, mind you, although that is just as incredible, but how Mini Me they become. They pick up on different tones of voice, they can ask for things, they ask about things, they give you attitude, they give [...]
“He’s a regular…”
That’s what the kind lady said to me as she walked around the bakery counter and recognized my son sitting in the stroller. She handed him a mini vanilla (or banilla as my son says) cupcake and smiled as he devoured the icing. Luckily he has been less of a regular these days since he [...]
WTF are you looking at?!
So my son is having a full-blown tantrum, what exactly is your problem? I am talking to you old lady. The one shaking her head with that “Oh dear!” look on her face. This is what kids do. Do you think I am enjoying myself? Picking up boxes of cereal off the supermarket floor, or [...]
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