Tag Archives: Bob

The Centipede: Not Just A Fun Dance

You can’t have a good day everyday. If you did then you wouldn’t notice that they were good because you’d have nothing to compare them to. Bad days exist for the sole purpose of giving you context for the good ones. I’ve had gotten a lot of context in the last several days. Context that

I Draw The Line

After spending the bulk of Nola’s last doctor appointment minimizing the impact of all the blubbering over Bob’s curly hair, I DRAW THE LINE! You officially cannot oo and ahh over Bob’s hair anymore. At least not openly and loudly in public and in front of Nola. And especially not when the purpose for our

B is for Bob

Four years ago April 1 was a Sunday. Sundays by the way are the best days for having a baby. You get to have your weekend and you don’t have to go to work on Monday. I woke up at 4 and laid there having contractions trying to figure out how to wake up Jay