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Happy Birthday Little Lady!

There's really no way around it, missing birthdays ... sucks. Unfortunately I am off to a poor start for Little Lady's birthday record.  0 for 2. I was there for the initial birth <space> day, though, for which I am extremely grateful. But I guess that is just one of the quirks that comes with the job, of being a Navy Daddy.  Wife is a superstar, though.  She made sure we were able to celebrate with a birthday (pan)cake a few mornings ago, candles and everything.  It was quite Read more [...]

A family that dances together…

A few weeks back I picked up a Google Chromecast from Best Buy and got it all hooked up. Since then ... We have been dancing! The available features for the Chromecast on an iPhone are limited, but it does allow us to broadcast YouTube videos. And on the YouTube app, you can search and watch playlists. Hello Just Dance Kids! Now let me be a little candid here... It. Is. AWESOME! Little Lady is loving it. She dances in ways only a 2-year-old can dance and wears herself out. I Read more [...]

Little Lady thinks I’m deaf

When I put Little Lady to bed, I try to follow a routine. The routine centers on the amount of communication Little Lady and I have. Most nights Little Lady will cry for a little bit when we put her down in the crib. If not then, surely she will once Mommy sneaks out of the room (apparently she's not very sneaky either). The goal of course is to get her to stop crying. Sometimes this happens from books, sometimes watching some videos, and sometimes just talking. This is when we are communicating Read more [...]

Daddy’s not very sneaky

One of the greatest parts of being a dad is that the day is packed full of moments that ordinarily wouldn't be all that funny but for some unknown (probably parental) reason, are hilarious at the moment.  They are moments that really aren't all that funny if a retelling is attempted later (sorry in advance), unless of course it's being retold to the kid's Mom (because she sure gets it).  Moments you try to remember but know that the memory won't last more than a few minutes because something Read more [...]

Death of the Paci

Slowly ... cautiously ... carefully ... I open the front door.  Coming home from work.  What is on the other side ... I just don't know! Like a fine wine, cigar, or comic book collection ... Little Lady has spent the last two years, her only two years, perfecting the art of being a paci connoisseur.  And this week, Wife and I have ripped them away like duct tape on the tuchus of a grizzly bear.  It hasn't been pretty, many trials have been and are still being had. As I cross the threshold, Read more [...]