So, I come in from cutting and edging the yard, blowing off the driveway – you know, outside man stuff – and walk into the house. I’m greeted by the sight of my two year-old son trotting in a circle, a move that, when set to music, I affectionately call “The Jonathan.” Well, the boy ∞
It was a bit of strange week last week, which, if you read any of my previous blogs (like this one or this one or this one) is code for: my kids kicked my butt without my wife around. It was bad. I told Rachel last night that when it comes to being a single… Continue reading The Queen Has Returned!