I love work. I enjoy what I do. I love working hard. I love crushing it and accomplishing great things for the company that I work for, but you want to know what I love even more than all of that, my family.
A couple of weekends ago I was able to take Emma to Chick-fil-A for our first official daddy daughter date night, and it was a blast. The conversation was a little lacking, but what can you really expect from a 20 month old.
Here is to second first dates and the chance to redeem all opportunities.
Clearly what I am about to drop on you is a story about poop, because who doesn’t love a good poop story.
I am scared... so very scared. I am scared because I have zero skills and knowledge as it relates to anything girl and how to make Emma look even more cute with some rockin updo's.
Every day we are given a new reminder that our lives are just different, and you know what... that is ok. We are a family that has to do things just a little bit differently then others and we are becoming more and more ok with that.
I married a rockstar. I realize that I am a little biased, but I know it to be fact. One of the main reasons I know this is because my wife has seemingly carried a burden by herself for almost a year and a half.
I have come to realize very quickly that it is the small things that capture our hearts and make up the moments we remember. Lindsay and I cleaning up puke and giving our daughter a bath before breakfast to start off 2018... that will be a keeper.
Personally I love the holidays. Professionally though, the holiday's turn out to be a stressful time and I am learning that over-communication is the only way to combat these stressful issues.
I am going on record as apologizing to my wife for the next 50+ years of awkward couple selfies, school pic’s for our son, and family photo’s.