Musings on Babies, Bulldogs, and Beer
In my business, we get the day off for stock market holidays. In the past, I almost always played golf on those days, but I don’t play golf anymore because those holidays typically mean no school. Now, I find myself at Kids’ Empire, KidMania,… Continue Reading “Good Friday, Bad Back”
Mother Nature told Poseidon to suck it today. The conditions were perfect. It was 72 degrees with just a light breeze. There were just a few clouds in the sky that looked like little floating cotton balls. They were so perfectly placed, Ella said… Continue Reading “Disney Cruise Day 5: The Pool Day”
Day four of the cruise is the day I started using the words ” port, Starboard, and ” aft ” without having to look up what those words mean. I’ll give sailors credit, the words left, right, and back have been around a long… Continue Reading “Disney Cruise Day 4: Social Butterflies and Pirates”
A few months prior to the cruise, I mentioned to Ella that I swam with dolphins when I was younger. “Daddy, you have to take me swimming with dolphins one day.” She said. When I saw that one of the available excursions in Cozumel… Continue Reading “Disney Cruise Day 3: Dolphins and Dramamine”
Kids like Audrey don’t get any advantages in life, but Disney does their best to offer special accommodations for kids with disabilities. I have no problem playing the Audrey card to get front row seats or special assistance. We got front row seats for… Continue Reading “Disney Cruise Day 2: The Audrey Card”
One of my favorite parts of the Disney Cruise experience is the name tags. Every crew member, from the Cruise Director to the janitor, wears a name tag with their name and their country of origin. There are people from every corner of the… Continue Reading “Disney Cruise Day 1: The Melting Pot”
Early on, I could tell that Audrey had many of my traits. The eye color and long eyelashes gave it away. And then when we realized that she was left-handed, I knew she was mine. When that became apparent, I hoped and prayed that… Continue Reading “The Snotties”
When a baby cries, you can usually narrow down the cause to being hungry, being sleepy, having a wet diaper, or realizing that your idiot daddy can’t figure out which way is forward on your diaper. When a six-year-old cries, you have no idea… Continue Reading “My Wish For This Year”
After Ella proclaimed that her American Girl Doll, Christy, needed a sister, I knew we would have to venture back to the American Girl doll store. And I feared the worst because this voyage would occur during Christmas time. As we walked through the… Continue Reading “An American Girl Part 2”
About a month before Ella’s birthday this year, she made the proclamation that I knew would come someday but was still dreading, “Daddy, I want an American Girl Doll for my birthday.” I claimed a minor victory in that I held off this conversation… Continue Reading “An American Girl”