So tonight I was laying in bed looking at the “silly bee” my son made me at school today and i literally started to get upset. No, not because my son made a bee that look like he had too much sambuca in his honey, but I just pictured him trying to figure out what he was doing.  

I get sad thinking about him there sometimes. Making a stupid bee. He doesn’t know what he’s doing or why he’s doing it… Like he probably is so sad with out mom and dad there.   

Then I start freaking out and weird thoughts start running through my mind.  Like: “does he wonder if he’s being forced into manual labor? Or, why am I sitting here at this table with this glue? Why can’t I can’t get up and play?  I just want to play.”

I know, I know… I’m ivertored and need some sleep.  My parent brain is starting to overheat.  It’s constantly in worry mode lately. But I guess that’s what being a parent is all about… Worrying and learning to like KidzBop.  

I’m so excited to announce that my book will be available in January.  Letters From Dad: Thoughts on Fatherhood, Family and Life. The book will include about five stories by me and also a collection of other stories from various authors. 

The hope is this will be the first book in a series of books titled: The Dad Blogger Book Series.  These books will be a handy reference that will find new relevance as children grow.

The Dad Blogger Book Series is a collection of short stories, letters, or articles written by dad bloggers to lend advice, experience, or humor to parents covering different areas of the parenting journey from different viewpoints. The idea is not a comprehensive encyclopedia but a good read with varied topics that can be built on with additional books in the future.  

Once I have more info on the release  I’ll post it. 

I hear the end credit music Peppa Pig and don’t hear Jackson screaming like usual for a new episode … So I’m going nuts looking for him… Then I just find him there… Looking at me through the glass… Judging me. I know it.  Mind the front door and screen doors were both closed. 😕 

How many times do I need to read Ears Are Not For Pulling before these poor dogs catch a break?

Pretzel goldfish do not swim if you throw them in the pool no matter how much you yell at them. 

What’s the point of socks for a two year old. They stay on as long as it takes for me to put the other sock on his other foot. 

So if you haven’t ever checked out Circle of Friends Music Class w Miss Felice you’re missing out.  She has stories for days. Hooked up w Brett Favre and Daughtry… Zumba with a glass of wine… All her.  But the best part is. She loves the kids.  We had a ton of fun this semester w her.  

Today was our last class so I decided to live tweet the event:

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Woke up this morning to a washcloth jammed down the garbage disposal and one of my socks in the refrigerator.  

The sock was definitely Jax…  I am however, not totally convinced the washcloth wasn’t his handiwork as well.  I’m not sure how he would have done it. But I know somehow he did.  

Does this look like the face of an innocent child?