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September 2014

There were 3 posts published in September 2014 (this is page 1 of 1).

A Quiet Place

My office is across the hallway from my son’s room. When he was little, during the Dark Times, I would be so afraid of waking him, that when I’d feel a cough coming on, I’d run out of my office, through the bedroom, into the bathroom, into the walk-in closet, and bury my face in my hanging shirts and cough as quietly as I could.

in Dad Confessions | September 2, 2014

Itchy

Sometimes, when I’m rocking my kid to sleep and my nose itches, I’ll gently scratch it on the back of his head.

in Dad Confessions | September 2, 2014

I Can’t See

As any veteran parent will tell you, your kid’s poop comes in stages. Newborn poop, baby poop, and then grown-up poop. The first time my wife was out of the house and I had to change a real dirty diaper, I gagged so hard I went blind for five seconds.

in Dad Confessions | September 2, 2014

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