One year ago, Kristen and I celebrated Thanksgiving as most Americans do: we went to Paris. It was the first real vacation either of us had had in some time, and it was a bit of a celebration as both of us were leaving jobs we didn’t particularly like. Paris was amazing. Even though we [...]
Please stop growing so fast. Please. Love, Daddy
Growing up, my grandmother would give my sister and me an allowance each week, a wonderful thing considering we had to do absolutely nothing to receive the cash. It started out as $2 and, by the time we hit high school, it was $5. With that bounty, my sister bought Led Zeppelin albums; I bought [...]
Today was Kristen’s first day back at work and also my first full day with Henry. All. By. My. Self. (I know myself is one word, but I did that for empasis’ sake.) I’ve had him alone for stretches up to 5 hours, but today will double that, if not a little more. Anyway, it [...]
A bonus post today with some photos Kristen and I took of Henry. First off, we’ve taken “tummy time” (a prepostorous-sounding activity, really) to the next level with its variation “incline time,” where we use Kristen’s pregnancy wedge pillow to prop the baby up. Henry doesn’t love being on his stomach, but it doesn’t elicit [...]
About 15 years ago, I watched a documentary on PBS about… something. I don’t really remember what they were analyzing, but I think it had something to do with the Cold War. (See how much I pay attention.) What I do remember about the show was there was a discussion among several suburban housewives talking [...]
Tomorrow, Henry will turn 3 months old. This is mind boggling to me. I’m not sure, though, if it’s gone incredibly fast or incredibly slow. In some ways, it seems like we came home from the hospital yesterday. In others, it seems like I’ve been a father for years (and that’s not a bad thing, [...]
Henry has discovered his hands. Over the past few days, he’s finally realized that his fingers and hands and arms are attached to his body and he can actually control them. Before, his reaching seemed reflexive, and if he hit something or grabbed your face, it was more luck than anything. Now, he reaches for [...]
Last night, Henry went to bed at 6:30. He did not wake up intil 6:08 this morning. Let me repeat that: he didn’t wake up until 6:08 this morning. This kid sleeps more than a teenager! I love that he sleeps through the night, and wakes up refreshed and happy and ready to partyplay, but [...]
(This past week, I’ve seen Henry less than I’d like, so I had to wait until I got home and looked at him and smelled him and smiled at him before writing the latest weekly installment. I apologize for the delay. I know how so many of you wait for it each Thursday.) Over the [...]
Henry is happiest when he's looking at or playing with or reading about cars and trucks and fire engines and bulldozers -- pretty much anything with wheels or that makes a loud, growly noise. This book has all that (and if you're a little nutty like me, you can add the sound effects).
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