The Daddy Diary
Musings on Babies, Bulldogs, and Beer
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Outside My Window
I belong to several writer’s groups on social media, and this morning an author on Twitter asked other writers to simply write about what is outside their window. I thought I would play along, so I opened the blinds and peered out the window into… Continue Reading “Outside My Window”
The Cuteness Scale
During a routine visit to one of Audrey’s doctors yesterday, the nurse said, “I know you’ve heard this before, but she is the cutest baby I’ve ever seen.” I told her that I already knew that and that even though I am biased, her… Continue Reading “The Cuteness Scale”
Just One Shot
I’m not sure I was emotionally ready for another dog. My little buddy crossed the Rainbow Bridge just a few months ago. But somebody dumped this sweet girl and her sibling, and she needed a home. And it was heartbreaking hearing Ella say, “Daddy,… Continue Reading “Just One Shot”
Happy Thanksgiving, Dad.
I’ve always loved Thanksgiving. It’s the one day of the year that I don’t regret turning my stomach into a gastrointestinal clown car to see how much I can fit it in. In the midst of my second round of belt loosening and a… Continue Reading “Happy Thanksgiving, Dad.”
Not Ready Yet
Ella: “Daddy, are you getting older?” Daddy: “Yes, Sweetheart. We are all getting older.” Ella: “How old was your daddy when he died?” I knew where this was going. Ella has been talking about death quite a bit lately. I don’t think it’s a… Continue Reading “Not Ready Yet”
You Gotta Know When To Fold ‘Em
I read this article in the Dallas Morning News a couple of weeks ago. https://edition.pagesuite.com/infinity/article_popover_share.aspx?guid=b137bcf5-a23b-455f-976c-7297f291cc14 No need to fret if the link doesn’t work.The article discusses how the birth rate in the U.S. is declining. Several of the people interviewed cite global issues like… Continue Reading “You Gotta Know When To Fold ‘Em”
Gone Fishing (Or Maybe Not Gone)
Dad loved to fish. He grew up in Biloxi where fishing is a way of life. It’s hard to understand for those who don’t fish, but it was in his blood. He was happiest when he was on the water. So Scott, our cousin… Continue Reading “Gone Fishing (Or Maybe Not Gone)”
Tomorrow
I’m the early riser in our family. Michelle gets up a couple of hours after me. I went on my usual run that morning and got back home around 5:30 am. When I opened the door, I felt a dagger plunge straight into my… Continue Reading “Tomorrow”
Gus
Because I lost my little buddy last week, It seemed appropriate to share another excerpt from the book. This post is a little long, but Gus deserves an entire chapter to himself. I’m sure I’ll have more to say about Gus in the near… Continue Reading “Gus”
No More Small Things
I finally got Covid. Tested positive on Tuesday. Much like Wordle, I was late to the game with this one. While most of the world was getting infected, I held out as long as I could. Dare to be different, that’s what I say.… Continue Reading “No More Small Things”
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