The big boy bed arrives this Friday....a move inspired by my recent discovery of Joseph's affinity for the trampoline arts (in his crib).
His first blackeye: Thought the jagged cut under his left eye may throw you off (he rolled under O's bed and met a sharp part of the bedframe), the cause of the little shiner under his right eye is a complete mystery. Left to the care of his father, I was shocked to see the new injury that could only be explained with, "I don't know what happened....he was just running around the furniture...."
His first bachelor party: Or so it looked after I returned from the kitchen I'd left (for just a second) only to find him covered in glitter and lip gloss thanks to a certain big sister.
I'm 32, a dad, and I am not a douchebag...
6 years ago