There was a time, not so long ago, when I had a comb. I hadn't seen it in days...until Miles busted into the bathroom and started "pew-pew"ing me with it, like it was a magic wand or something. Yeah, not sure I'm getting that thing back at this point.
Tag: theft
Day 321
I mentioned this briefly in a previous post, but our car, feared lost forever, was recovered by the Rochester Police. The good-ish news is that Miles's stuff is still inside it. The bad news, of course, is that the car is still in Rochester. So this weekend I've taken a flight back to New York … Continue reading Day 321
Day 298
PREVIOUSLY IN PATERNITY PERILS: The car got stolen, along with all of Miles's most essential day-to-day items. This morning, our friend Carole insisted on stopping by extremely early in the morning (I was forced to declare from the other room that I wasn't wearing pants yet, just to give you an idea of just how early … Continue reading Day 298
Day 279: Baby’s First Grand Theft Auto!
Last night, after the funeral had passed and knowing that the next day held a wedding in store for the family, I met several of Jaclyn's family members over at their hotel for a drink at the bar. We hung out for a while but, as the crowd started to dissipate, I decided to make … Continue reading Day 279: Baby’s First Grand Theft Auto!
The Perils (& Pride) of Paternity 