Stories for Dads and Moms who Need a Laugh

My youngest child is in the fifth grade, so the days of diapers, wipes, and smells of toxic waste are far behind me and Wife. I don't miss those days. Regular Target runs for diapers and wipes are safely in my rearview mirror. Parents remember milestones and old routines. Some memories are looked back upon fondly, and others are remembered but not exactly missed. Back when my Miracles of Christ couldn't move on their own, any time to leave the house included diaper bags, making sure it was properly stocked, and also remembering bottles and making sure the carrier was properly installed in the car. An entire list of things necessary for our child to make sure they (and we) could make it through the activity we were preparing for. Times changed, and that meant we weren't doing as much changing as before. Our children moved on to training pants. Wife and I bought a training potty. Sometimes our children made it to the potty, and sometimes we had to change them. It was a challe...

It's been a busy spring and summer for me, so busy that I have been torn away from some of my duties including chronicling my adventures on the home front. But I haven't exactly been at home as much lately. No, I got a new job. It's a job that has required me to do some reading and some memorizing. New jobs mean employee manuals. It means figuring the ins and outs of where you are, what you're doing, and who you're working with. There's plenty of things for me to figure out. I've been there for almost six months, and I'm still learning. What is this Job? My new job So, what exactly is this new job I have? Well, it's one that allows me to combine my numerous gifts and talents. I get to work with something I love, and I connect with throngs of people at a time. I'm a Brewery Ambassador for Samuel Adams beer!  Loyal readers know how much I enjoy a beer from time to time, and my razor-sharp wit coupled with eloquent speaking skills make this the perf...