To my second son
There is a man in our neighborhood who walks his snake. When your mom and I first saw the guy, we thought he was carrying a rope or a white horseshoe draped over his...
There is a man in our neighborhood who walks his snake. When your mom and I first saw the guy, we thought he was carrying a rope or a white horseshoe draped over his...
…one gratuitous photo gallery post after their kid is born. This is mine. I can’t promise I won’t continue writing on my continued attempts at being a decent dad, but I won’t spam you...