Category Archives: Daddy Moments

During the day I often talk to Mr. F — not expecting a response, of course. So I was taken aback when, in the middle of a somewhat longwinded lecture sparked by George Michael’s Faith coming up on Pandora about how if the Wham! album Make it Big epitomized eighties pop music then Michael’s Faith [...]

It’s not often I get the chance to put Mr. F to bed–and that’s not a complaint. Most days, about that time, I’m ready for some space and quiet. But last night my wife was out, so it was boy’s night in. You know how it goes: watching television and munching O’s, splashing fun in [...]

Mr. F’s on the verge of language. His comprehension is scary—he’ll hear us planning our day and get excited, picking the word “park” or “playground” out of the conversation. And he knows when daddy’s really mad. He gets an “oh shit” look on his face whenever I drop an f-bomb. Still, at this point he’s [...]