There’s just no end to the daily awesomeness that comes into my inbox. Today’s excitement, a pitch to guest post for me here. I’m not against guest posts. I’m not against pitches. But THERE IS NO WAY. Hey there, My name is (Pitch Dude) from (Company). We provide custom, stock, and (Brand) hair systems along…
Author: Backpacking Dad
Empiricist
“Ow!” Erin offered as she pulled on her sock. She gets dressed on her own now, with only the occasional (read: constant) imploring from us to just-get-dressed-just-get-dressed-go-get-dressed-get-dressed-where-are-your-pants-go-get-dressed. “What happened?” I asked. “My sock shocked me,” she replied. “It has static electrixity!” “That’s electricity full of Triscuits,” Emily suggested. “Hey! I know! It’s from the slide!”…
He’ll Have the Cleanest Teeth Ever
I have a small scar on my right ankle. When I was a precocious scamp, just under two years old, I clambered my way up onto the countertop, stuck my feet into the sink, and turned on the hot water. I’ve had better ideas since then. Apparently there’s something in the DNA about climbing onto…