Thinking.Still thinking. And nothing. So coffee.
But it’s something. 5:55. Went upstairs to get Emma out of her little bed, hand her to Alice […]
One Day Always 3:15AM. I know, you probably think I’m a lunatic for not going back to sleep, […]
Jackie, Alice, and myself play hooky. Went to museum on West Steele after taking Emma to school. Not […]
What Time Is It? Go, GO! Every have one of those mornings where your alarm doesn’t go off, […]
Tangled To-Do’s Anymore, the writings of this writing father centers around time, and how I have none of […]
to be awake. Jackie and I downstairs, for what we call “cartoons and coffee morning”. Or, Saturday morning. […]
Son wakes, wants to cuddle with mama = daddy downstairs, couch.
as yesterday morning he was at his Grammy’s house.. “I miss you, Dada,” he said, ordering me awake […]
Home from run. Called in both classes as Emma’s cold or whatever it is persists and I’ll be […]