I’m beyond excited to announce that our wonderful baby boy was born earlier this week!
It was a completely unreal experience and the baby, and mom, are doing great.
A blog about being a dad. And life.
I’m beyond excited to announce that our wonderful baby boy was born earlier this week!
It was a completely unreal experience and the baby, and mom, are doing great.
Dear Son,
I was in SoHo taking some street style photos yesterday and while roaming the streets I walked by the baby store, Giggle.
I stopped in front of the store, looked inside and decided to go take a look.
Your mom and I had previously visited Giggle but we were primarily focussed on strollers and cribs.
For this visit I had clothing on my mind. Your mom has led the clothing charge thus far and done a great job.
I’m not sure what made me want to buy you some clothes, but I knew I wanted to do so. Maybe I’m now leaning a bit more towards excited than terrified.
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Prior to having a child did you ever think about the type of parent you wanted to be?
I’m sure we all have these dream scenarios of being the perfect parent, but reality unfortunately steps in the way.
I’ve thought a lot about the type of parent I don’t want to be, but researching four of the most common styles has really proved to be helpful from a guidance standpoint.
The four most common parenting types are authoritarian, authoritative, permissive and uninvolved. I’ve touched on each of the four below.
My wife recently surprised me with an early birthday present by taking us to Pizza School in New York City.
It’s exactly what it sounds like. A joint that teaches you to make pizza!
With a kid on the way I’ve been trying to cook more and learn to cook new things. Because pre-pregnancy I was good for five of so meals.
I have this dream that, as a family, we’d have some cornerstone meals together. For example, pancakes on Saturday. A cookout on Sunday. Taco Tuesday. I’ve also dreamed up a family pizza night scenario.
Cursing.
Swearing.
Whatever you want to call it, I do it a lot. This post is about how to stop cursing.
I can’t exactly explain why I do this so frequently, but it’s something that has occurred from a very young age.
The only remotely educated guess that I can make is that this (bad) habit started when I was young in an effort to get attention. And then it just stuck with me over the years.
For me to drop an f-bomb is like someone else saying the word pizza.