Our First Date

Bex and I had our first date the day before Thanksgiving. Actually it was our first date A.D. (After Delivery). It wouldn't have happened except that my mom was in town and she offered her services as babysitter. That's a polite way of saying that she kicked us out so she could spend quality time with her grandson. After reading my mom the riot act of Luke's routine, do's and don'ts, and…
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It’s A Walk In the Park

And I thought Bex took forever to get ready . . . One morning, earlier this month, around eleven o'clock in the morning, we decided to take Luke on his very first trip to the neighborhood park. Somehow, we didn't walk out the front door until three-thirty in the afternoon. Did I mention that the park is around a seven minute walk away from our apartment? A younger, slightly naive, but well…
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There’s A Binky In My Batcave

I never considered myself a messy person but I certainly wouldn't call myself organized either. There's always been this untidy little grey area between cluttered and coordinated that l like to hide in. Let's refer to it as, my Batcave. Throughout my twenties I found my Batcave to be a multifunctional space. I always kept it clean enough, so as not to be embarrassed if I brought a certain…
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Daddy Support Group

Bex pointed out a sign up sheet for Mommy and Me classes the other day. I acknowledged it with my customary cave man grunt but I really didn't think much about it at the time. The class was called Mommy and Me, not, Mommy, Daddy, and Me. Until Bex recruits me to chauffeur, I have zero obligation to care. But between you and me, I'm starting to rethink my position on this.     For those…
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