The book

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
  • This could also be titled – STOP TAKING MY TAPE MEASURE! Remember?  I mentioned this… my kids taking taking my tape measure, and stringing it up all over the yard like a giant perimeter.  Why??  I don’t know.  But I do know – telling them NOT to – hasn’t worked!  (this has been going on for years!) Yeah, just more ravings of a Mad Dad. And this is how i started my day… realizing the dog poop had to be scooped (my older son’s job) and then picking u

 

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!

  • This could also be titled – STOP TAKING MY TAPE MEASURE! Remember?  I mentioned this… my kids taking taking my tape measure, and stringing it up all over the yard like a giant perimeter.  Why??  I don’t know.  But I do know – telling them NOT to – hasn’t worked!  (this has been going on for years!) Yeah, just more ravings of a Mad Dad. And this is how i started my day… realizing the dog poop had to be scooped (my older son’s job) and then picking up bags of mulch off the lawn (my wife’s gardening project) then picking my tools up from everywhere in the backyard (my kid’s “mystery” building project).   And there it is… my tape measure… once again, stretched thru the shrubbery, trees, and my work tools to make a perimeter!! At this point I realized, wait??!  this stuff has been here since the weekend!?  In the rain!!?  And its Thursday!  And you know......

  • My little niece wrote this note to her Dad(my bro).   I love it!!  Apparently, she had her friend help her spell the word “best”! You really can’t make this stuff up!...

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