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I moved away from Missouri in 1997. I left town in a yellow Ryder truck full of junk and a few buddies who were willing to make the drive to Jackson, Mississippi for a...
Category: Parenting
The flour did not prepare me
I was 16 years old and carrying a five-pound bag of flour around the halls of Willard High School. Because the flour was wrapped in a baby blanket and wearing a diaper–and because I...
Continued adventures in health care
The boy we call Dos is now five months old. He recently started eating oatmeal. He can roll front to back and back to front. The way he’s moving, I wouldn’t be surprised if...
Dr. Funny
Listen, this post really isn’t for those with weak stomachs. I don’t even really want to write it, but after Snip, Vasectomy in pictures, and V Day, I figured I should close it out....
I was driving down the road one day…
“I know what this song is about!” my son announced proudly from the backseat. We were in a bit of a hurry, so I didn’t steal a look at the XM display. I’d never...
Stay
I remember being young, too young to really want for anything, young enough that the smell of cut grass and lawn mower exhaust was just a smell and not something nostalgic and gone, young...
Priceless: Getting a peek at my hospital bill
Listen, I have a hard enough time explaining to my older son why he is left handed and his parents are right handed. The last thing I want to do is tell my sons...
Gone, Daddy, gone
(Las Vegas, Nevada) Yesterday my son jumped into the swimming pool and swam the length of it without stopping. When he finished, he popped his head up out of the water and looked at...
Bands of brothers
“Is Carlo dead?” My four year old son son sat wide-eyed and confronted the reality of it all. Carlo, a giant gash in the side of his head, lay in the sand. Flies buzzed...
When 90% is all you get
I had neither shaved nor showered in 48 hours and the doctor who looked like John Grisham was telling me how he was going to stick a two-inch needle into my newborn’s spinal column....
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...
New dads are allowed…
…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...