Tag Archives: growing up

eight

Eight years ago on Halloween, two weeks before my wife’s due date, we got a trick-or-treat surprise. Eight years ago today, my baby girl was born. Eight years ago today, I became a father, and my world has never been … Continue reading

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i think i’m alone now

At the end of this week, my three-and-a-half-year-old babygirl will have been a preschooler for an entire month. Her big sister’s already been a full-fledged third grader for a month. And they’re both loving it—let’s get that out of the … Continue reading

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training days

The project of the summer: potty training The Button, who turned three-and-a-half in July. Yeah. When her older sister The Pumpkin turned two, I went back to work outside the home for the first time since before she was born. … Continue reading

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this is me at thirty-eight

Whenever I’m in photographs, I’m rarely alone. Just as during the undocumented moments that make up the majority of life lived, I’m always with others: holding a child up high, or putting an arm around my love, or squeezing into … Continue reading

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seven

Yesterday, my baby girl turned seven. Seven Halloweens ago, our Pumpkin decided to play trick-or-treat two weeks before her due date and, not to be melodramatic or anything, changed our world forever. Watching her grow and change from a tiny, … Continue reading

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