We lit a candle to properly grieve the end of the era when our parenting activities didn’t involve the word “chase.”
Husband and father. Communication specialist by day, freelance writer by night, asleep by later that night.
“Laugh like a baby,” “Cry like a baby,” “Poop like a baby.” Here’s what they mean…
A dose of reality is never more clear than when you compare a typical, pre-baby date night with the one we just had.
In this illustrated short story, three giants are on a routine hunt for tiny creatures until they encounter an unusual one.
I just finished my most recent round of babysitting, and I’m starting to understand why I’m not allowed to do it very often.
A jealous man learns the secret of Favian’s success and attempts to harness it at any cost.
A lonely man ventures into the woods and falls in love with a magical being. Someone else watches from the shadows.
I took an inventory of the things I know about my infant child and am now convinced I’m a major player in her superhero origin story.
When you have a baby, to say “your world changes” would be completely understating it. That’s like saying Beyoncé “sings songs.”
Each day is an exercise in adaptability. I’ve learned that as parents, the worst thing we can say is, “We got this.”