Conversations in the Dark
I try to get home from work before my kids go to bed.
I don’t see them a whole lot during the week.
In the mornings for an hour.
Maybe less.
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Dads
The Dad Nap
I can remember several occasions when I was a kid where while my sisters and I were playing somewhere in the house, my dad would be napping peacefully in the living room–or so it seemed.
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BrundleJay
Lately I’ve been thinking a lot about who I am. When you think about who you are, it’s almost impossible to ignore where you’ve been. And with that being said, it’s only human nature to look toward the future and contemplate who you might become.
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Whose Kid Sh*t the Pool?
A couple of weeks ago, my family and I took an unbelievably beautiful trip out to Lake Tahoe.
God’s country.
We stayed with our best friends and their parents.
They have a time share at a very high end Resort and couldn’t have been more gracious hosts.
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Rolling Down That Hill
Sometimes as adults, we tend to get wrapped up in all the craziness of everyday life.
Things like going to work, taking the kids from place to place, shopping, cooking, cleaning, car repairs, mowing the lawn, paying the bills and whatever else comes up on a daily basis.
It can be terribly stressful and overwhelming.
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Why Isn’t This Gross?
Since having a baby in my life, I’ve discovered that my wife and I have a much higher tolerance for what we find disgusting. Things that would have instantly triggered my gag reflex before parenthood barely register on my personal gross-o-meter now.
The other night, my daughter woke up screaming her head off. My wife was the first responder that night, and as she was fumbling around in the dark, searching for a fallen binky, she ran her hands through something thick and wet. After turning on the lights in the room, she discovered that she had just run her fingers through baby vomit.
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Freedom
Today there will be…
No more fighting about which pretty dress to wear.
No more arguing about which comes first, Sponge Bob or brushing your teeth.
No more pleading for last minute trips to the potty.
No more missing the train.
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I’ve Been Downsized
My job has been outsourced.
My position has been eliminated.
My services are no longer required.
I’ve had an involuntary separation…
…from the job of feeding my daughter.
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We Don’t Need No Stinking Boy
I have two daughters and one wife.
That is why this blog is called Out-Numbered.
Get it?
I want to make something perfectly clear to all of the people, past, present or future that will inevitably ask my wife and I if we’re going to try for a boy.
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She’s Like Me
My wife and I have an ongoing debate about who our oldest daughter takes after.
Physically it’s a no brainer.
My wife is stunningly beautiful; or as my 3 year old would say, “stumming”. She has long dark hair, eyes as dark as a moonless sky and she carries herself with the poise of a runway model.
She wins that one.
Temperament however, is the real point of contention.
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