The Truth About Mebie Baby: A Letter to My Sleep-Deprived Self
Dear Tom from six months ago, You're hiding in the downstairs loo right now, aren't you? You've got one foot wedged against the door to keep the twins out, you're covered in something sticky that you pray is just mashed...
Why I Traded My Spine for a Cheap Carrier (And What I Buy Now)
We were halfway up Enchanted Rock in the dead of a Texas July, and I was absolutely convinced my spine was going to snap in two. My oldestβbless his heart, he was the guinea pig for literally every parenting mistake...
Demolishing the First Food Myth: Why You Need A Pear Baby
I was standing in the baby food aisle staring at a nine-dollar pouch of organic Peruvian maca root and wild blueberry puree when I realized we had collectively lost our minds. My six-month-old was sitting in the shopping cart, happily...
When Can I Know the Sex of the Baby? A Data-Driven Dad's Guide
I was sitting in a dimly lit, heavily sanitized room in downtown Portland, staring at a monitor that looked like a broken television from 1994, trying to parse the pixelated static to figure out if I was having a boy...
My Epic Fail And Why Organic Newborn Socks Are Actually Vital
I was sitting on my faded living room rug, trying to pack up three Etsy orders before the mail carrier came, when I looked over and saw my oldest son treating his own foot like a pacifier. He was about...
Surviving the Infant Cashmere Sweater: A Dad's Troubleshooting Guide
The garment had been sitting in its tissue paper like a museum artifact for three months. My wife's aunt had sent it from Geneva, and I had immediately designated it as high-risk inventory. It was a terrifyingly soft, aggressively expensive...
Why standard infant long sleeve shirts are a complete lie (until yo...
It was July 2020, roughly 88 degrees outside with 90 percent humidity, and I was sitting on the concrete patio of my neighborhood coffee shop sweating through my own shirt while three different people offered me completely contradictory opinions about...
The Absolute Messy Truth About Buying Toddler Short Pajamas
It was somewhere around 2:14 in the morning in the dead center of July, and our Texas air conditioner was loudly fighting a losing battle against the humidity. I was standing in the dark, wrestling a damp, fleece zip-up footie...
The Brutal Truth About Buying Vestidos de Bebe for Your Girl
We were sitting in the third row at First Baptist Church on Easter Sunday, the air conditioning was broken, and my oldest daughter Mackenzie was literally trying to claw her way out of her own clothes. She was maybe two...