Author: Backpacking Dad

My six-year-old astral projection wandered a zoo in the early morning. Because it was a dream there was fog everywhere. Because I was six there were monkeys everywhere. Sound bounced around in a stratus igloo and I was surrounded by a wall of simian screeching, a primate a capella Spinal Tap cover band barraging me…

“You’re going to Target today, right? I wrote a list of some things I need.” “Good. Yeah, I have some things I need to get too.” I added my items to the list on the partly-crumpled page of notepad paper. Hers were Health & Beauty items and some cat litter; mine were “I don’t want…

Emily says "I have faith that we can do it. I think I understand faith a little bit better now." How do you explain how radically life changes when you become a parent without making it sound like a cautionary tale? Without confirming all of the worries your childless friends have about parenthood? Weekends in…