It's hard to believe Michelle is already ten months old.  How the hell did that happen? She's got a great big smile and laughs a great deal.  She's been standing while holding on to something for months but lately she's been letting go and standing on her own for up

Every parent thinks their children are the world's greatest kids.  In fact, I used to snicker at parents when they beamed about how perfect little Billy is or how gorgeous little Sally is.  It is in this light that the following entry may be seen as more than a little

"Cinderalla Man" hits theatres next Tuesday.  Seeing the ads on TV takes me back to the wee hours of the morning of July 29, 2004. It's difficult to effectively communicate that natural high you have at 3:00 in the morning when you're driving home along Bay Street after watching

With the ladies in Ottawa, James and I bach'd it this weekend. It didn't feel so much like a father and son spending the weekend together than a couple of buddies hanging out. We were two dudes doing our thing and it was damn fun. We watched hockey, played baseball

This morning, James started singing aloud the chorus of Hot Hot Heat's "Goodnight Goodnight".  I had never taught him this song and I didn't provoke this impromptu concert in any way.  He got the words exactly right and the tune too. He must have caught me singing it one day

Mothers have the most important job in the world.  I'm not trying to slight fathers, as we're playing a vital role too, but mothers are at the top. It might be easier to share an MP3 of Jann Arden's "Good Mother".  It opens with this line, "I've got money in

Back in December, we posed for family portraits.  It was a Christmas gift from Taryn's father so we cleaned ourselves up and posed for a few shots. They're already four months old, but here they are... Family PortraitJames and IMichelle and TarynJames and MichelleJames and Michelle IIMichelleJames

I must say, you're a far wiser parent with your second kid thanks to your expierience raising your first kid.  James was almost two years old when we ferberized him and he's happily slept through the night in his own room ever since. Back then, Taryn had read about the

Early on a Sunday morning, with everyone else still asleep, Michelle and I are in the basement while I play Maestro Fresh Wes' "Let Your Backbone Slide" on the computer.  I'm holding Michelle and rapping along with Maestro.  Michelle loves it and starts to laugh and clap along. Every verb

I mentioned I watched "Dave Chapelle: For What It's Worth" the other day.  Chapelle closes with a little story that summarizes perfectly how I'm feeling these days. He's talking about his three year old son giving him a necklace made out of macaroni.  Chapelle's looking down at his kid and

There have been some significant events during my life time.  Tonight, I add another milestone to this precious list. While holding Michelle, she clearly and undeniably uttered the term of endearment "Da-da".

Prior to Michelle's birth, I was told by many that I'd notice a big difference in my daughter's early years compared with my son's.  I was told she'd hit all her milestones earlier, such as sitting up, crawling, walking, talking, etc. I took it all with a grain of salt

March 13th, 2005 at age three years and a week shy of two months.  That's when James got his first actual haircut by a professional. Here's a picture I secured of this monumental event.  The plan was for the two of us to make it until May but neither of

Because inquiring minds want to know... Michelle - 7 months old - crawling up a storm - 2.5 teeth - sleeping in her crib for most of the night - cooing and cawing - cute as a button James - 3 years old - speaking in full sentences -

I love my mom, but she has a problem.  She's addicted to storm fear. Every time the weather forecast calls for snow I can expect an email or instant message from her alerting me that the storm of the century is on its way.  She starts tuning in the news

James is a big fan of hide and seek.  The first thing he wanted to do when I got home today was play a few rounds.  He's pretty good at it, but there's one fatal flaw with his strategy. When I'm pretending I can't find him, I often think call

I'm lucky enough to enjoy romantic love.  I've been enjoying it for a decade now and have two amazing kids as a result.  I suppose I should be all about Valentine's Day, but I'm not. It all seems so bloody contrived.  As Hallmark holidays go, this one is pretty flimsy.

I noticed the majority of my entries today are about television so I'm continuing this trend by sharing the five shows Taryn watches alone because I won't watch them with her. The BacheloretteGilmore Girls7th HeavenEverybody Loves RaymondJoan of Arcadia

This morning we saw Michelle's first tooth.  There's a little white nub emerging from her gums in the front on the bottom.  The purpose of this entry is to archive the date so we'll always remember she cut her first tooth a week before turning six months old. James, meanwhile,

James won't be able to read this today, but I'm going to write it anyway. Son, you're three years old today.  Sweet Baby James has come and gone and now you're a full-fledged little boy.  I love it when you make silly faces and tell me jokes to make me

I'm a very lucky guy.  Today I'm celebrating nine years of marriage to my girl. At first there was just the two of us, then we added Booner, then about five years later James arrived and two years after that came Michelle.  Did I say I was a very lucky

I'm not certain, but it's quite possible James is a musical genius.  He's only two but he's already composed his first song.  He came up with the lyrics himself and claims he composed the music.  The tune bears a little too much of a resemblance to "Twinkle Twinkle Little Star"