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Go with the flow…

But keep your plunger handy.

Stark Raving Dad

The blog
The book

Go with the flow…

But keep your plunger handy.

Stark Raving Dad

The blog
  • I thought it would be important today to highlight some helpful tips for the new dads out there.  Of course, we all know, fatherhood can be quite a shock.  Lack of sleep, lack of time, lack of silence – it all starts to add up into a continuous cacophony of panic and confusion.  Luckily, I thought of this while my wife sent me to the store this weekend… So — for you new dads — there will come a day… or probably night… when you’re asked to make the dreade

 

Stark Raving Dads are formed in the fiery forges of constant motion and catastrophe. With kids – we learn we may never have a free moment again, Mom no longer appreciates our sarcastic humor, and that we weren’t completely ready. But you are not alone! There are millions of Stark Raving Dads just like you – utilizing a strong sense of self-preservation, and conveniently overlooking loaded diapers.

 

This blog is my chance to share with other Stark Raving Dads. Its also a great spot to “test drive” new poems, spotlight the “challenges” of fatherhood, and ignore the peanut butter smudges on my armrests. My parental control is being tested everyday… and it all happens – right here!

  • I thought it would be important today to highlight some helpful tips for the new dads out there.  Of course, we all know, fatherhood can be quite a shock.  Lack of sleep, lack of time, lack of silence – it all starts to add up into a continuous cacophony of panic and confusion.  Luckily, I thought of this while my wife sent me to the store this weekend… So — for you new dads — there will come a day… or probably night… when you’re asked to make the dreaded diaper run.   And oddly enough, you won’t mind at all.  Because you’ll finally have a  moment of silence!  You’ll be able to drive to the store in the quiet, and it will be bliss.  But then, you’ll realize at some point – while you’re staring at the never-ending aisle of diapers – that you have to check out with these diapers.  And THAT does not look manly. (obviously, you’ll......

  • So tonight, I realized I don’t have to drive the kids to soccer practice.  Say WHUUUT?!!?  That’s right!!  I’ve already paid my dues driving earlier in the week, and tonight it just so happens – I DON’T HAVE TO DRIVE!  I feel like a won the lotto!  I’m elated.  Dancing on clouds.  THRILLED!!! … But… how and when did my world turn so bland and boring, that dodging driving my kids to practice became the highlight of my day??  Now suddenly everything’s looking a little grayer… my elation dwindling… Really?  Has it really come to this?  The best part of my past 24 hours is being able to sit on my couch and watch the news while someone else drives my kids to soccer practice??? … and the answer is — YUP.  That’s me. I guess when people say “its the little things in life” – they’re really talking about parents.  Because just being able to sit on the couch......

Stark Raving Dads are formed in the fiery forges of constant motion and catastrophe. With kids – we learn we may never have a free moment again, Mom no longer appreciates our sarcastic humor, and that we weren’t completely ready. But you are not alone! There are millions of Stark Raving Dads just like you – utilizing a strong sense of self-preservation, and conveniently overlooking loaded diapers.

 

This blog is my chance to share with other Stark Raving Dads. Its also a great spot to “test drive” new poems, spotlight the “challenges” of fatherhood, and ignore the peanut butter smudges on my armrests. My parental control is being tested everyday… and it all happens – right here!

RESPONSIBILITY ARRIVES ON THE

WINDS OF DIAPER CHANGE.

Stark Raving Dad