Still can’t quite believe it, but yesterday Abigail turned 3 years old.  This event has caused one thought to plague me: Surely time becomes distorted and somehow misaligned the older we all become.  I know it’s cliche, but it literally “seems like yesterday” that Abigail was born. When did our precious infant become this talking, dancing and potentially crazy toddler? As I try to focus in on these 3 years, I can only smile. First it was crying. Then it was crawling. Then it was walking. Then it was talking. Ok, maybe that smile can turn into tears, too. Maybe it’s...

Well, I’ve been a stay-at-home dad now going on 2 months.  During that time I’ve also been making varied attempts at bringing in additional income to keep the family afloat.  So far so good, but it hasn’t all been victories.  There have been some set backs, some of which are yet to be resolved.  Regardless, finances are in order, optimism is still in place (mostly) and I’ve been given a huge opportunity: To really get to know my daughter. I’ve been involved with Abby ever since she was born, but I’ve deferred to Becca for her motherly instincts.  That’s...