Story Of An Old Father To A Complex Child

Election night ennui.

This is awhile back...we went to the rodeo and ended up cold chillin at the petting zoo. I cant believe he didnt ride the mini horse, I guess that will be added to the squad goals.

This is the aftermath of a normal day with toddler. The boy was hilarious yet also clumsy. Got to keep two eyes on him all the time.

So I find that I am so old I still receive DVD's in the mail. This is all part of modern dad shaming.

Things are funny in life. Last week saw a spike in nostalgia... A friend from work gave me the Carnage issues and then I ran into ghosts at a Violent Femmes concert. Now Stranger Things has risen. Life.

Here is a great example of life in the family lane. These little socks were given to me because I still enjoy high socks. Actually white calf high socks are the only ones I rock. Pressure has now won and I hate little socks still. So if you see me walking by try to be amused at my small socks. That is all.

Image from http://when-will.net/images/artikel/2015/may/Miss-Fishers-Murder-Mysteries.jpg. This. This show. This show is. This show is my life.

Parents rolled through this Labor Day weekend. They told tales of people I only know in tales. So an so divorced. Them free of all charges. Him still missing. Ghosts in the minivan. I kill to hear shit like that. I love verbal madness. My son he loves none of it. He wants a hat like granddad.

This I do take very seriously. It's not jury duty which one does begrudgingly. It also has a commonality with the term guard duty since in one way or another you are on guard. Mom needs her time away from us. I need more baby practice so I take pride as of being on DAD duty. I don't have many to any answers, still I am forever wanting to know what is what. The strange alone time I receive with him is both nerve racking and emotional. If I cry, this is usually why. Lil Roo. Dad loves you.