Category: No It All
The Chicken Problem
Pirates Don’t Change Diapers
How I Became a Pirate
Press Here
The Day the Crayons Quit
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Jakey has always been a fiend for logistics. Around this time last year I remember him proposing a plan where we were supposed to take him hunting with Granddad and “Grandma will watch Nake. Nake is too little for hunting, right?” (shaking his head matter-of-factly). Sometimes he tells me how…
Nuggle
The phases around here go so fast I can hardly keep up. There were the days of Nate clearing his throat. Then the two weeks of stuttering, “wh-wh-wh-wh-wh-where Jakey go?” I resisted googling childhood stuttering for as long as I could. Luckily it’s passed. One day I noticed that “Nake”…
Dear Santa
Jeep
Before Jakey’s third birthday he was relentless about one thing: a Jeep. Grandma and Granddad got him a monster-truck-like Jeep from the flea market. I bought him a little preschooler remote control Jeep. He opened them all with feigned enthusiasm. Honestly. You could practically hear the “eh” in his little two-year-old…
The Chicken Problem
Pirates Don’t Change Diapers
How I Became a Pirate
Press Here
The Day the Crayons Quit
Facebook Friend
Jakey has always been a fiend for logistics. Around this time last year I remember him proposing a plan where we were supposed to take him hunting with Granddad and “Grandma will watch Nake. Nake is too little for hunting, right?” (shaking his head matter-of-factly). Sometimes he tells me how…
Nuggle
The phases around here go so fast I can hardly keep up. There were the days of Nate clearing his throat. Then the two weeks of stuttering, “wh-wh-wh-wh-wh-where Jakey go?” I resisted googling childhood stuttering for as long as I could. Luckily it’s passed. One day I noticed that “Nake”…
Dear Santa
Jeep
Before Jakey’s third birthday he was relentless about one thing: a Jeep. Grandma and Granddad got him a monster-truck-like Jeep from the flea market. I bought him a little preschooler remote control Jeep. He opened them all with feigned enthusiasm. Honestly. You could practically hear the “eh” in his little two-year-old…