Daddy's Drama: Day by Day

My daily experience being a Dad

Day 731: Return of the Jedi

Return: (Transitive Verb) To go back in thought, practice, or condition.

Today is Jackson’s 2nd birthday. Wow. Just, wow. Trying to even think back to what he was like when he was born seems crazy. He has grown so much. And yet, it doesn’t seem possible that it’s already been two years.

I can hardly think about what life was like with out him around. And yet, it seems like it was jus yesterday that we were bringing him home with us.

So much has happened. And still it seems like just the blink of an eye.

He’s already two. Two years old. He’s not a baby anymore. He’s not even really a toddler anymore. He’s a kid. He’s a two year old kid.

And boy does he have personality :)

A lot had happened since my last post. And I won’t do anything crazy like promising to catch you up on it soon. I’ll do my best to catch you up on some of the important things in the next couple days, but we all know my track record.

For now I just want to reflect a little on how amazing life has been in the last two years. I have learned a lot about what it means to be a father. I have learned that I am not as good at being patient as I used to think I was. It’s interesting how God humbles us like that. And yet, it’s not in a vindictive sort of way. He simply has a way of showing us we aren’t perfect, and that’s why we need Him.

It’s interesting to watch Jackson as he grows. He wants to be able to do more and more things himself, but he still isn’t quite able to. And you can see that struggle in him. He knows that if he asks for help, he’ll get it. And then he’ll get what he wants. But, what he really wants is to do it himself. And so he will struggle, often times in vain. And the. Get upset. It’s those times where I gladly will step in and help him, even though he didn’t ask, and explain that if he had just let me help from the beginning, he wouldn’t be so frustrated.

Wow…. I mean, seriously. Does that sound familiar? Did I just describe your walk with God. I sure just described mine. These parenting sermons practically write themselves :)

Other times, I won’t help him. Not because I’m mean and want to see him upset, but because I know he can do it… So I will let him struggle. It’s not easy. I don’t like seeing him upset and frustrated (and sometimes hurt because he thinks I’ve abandoned him). But when he finally does succeed… The look on his face. That accomplished look. That’s worth it all.

Do I even need to point it out? Can you see the connection I’m making???

Yeah. I’d learned a lot about what it means to be a father. And that had given me a lot of new perspectives for my Heavenly Father. It’s really quite a cool experience.

So anyway. Jackson’s two now. The last two years have been full of milestones and a lot has happened. A lot has changed since his last birthday. And I’m sure a lot will change again before his next one. Both with him, and the family.

For one thing, he won’t be the only one around at his next birthday. That right there is going to change the whole ball game. But I’m ready for it. Maybe not ready, ready. I sure don’t have everything figured out yet. But I’m ready to tackle the challenge.

Besides, I know who to go to if I’m struggling. And if I don’t get the help I’m expecting, well, I know the reason for that too.

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Day 682: The Empire Strikes Back

Back: (adjective) in arrears, overdue

Well,  it’s that time of year again.  The time of year where I post my long overdue look back at 2013.

Yep, once again, WordPress provided me with a nifty little summary of the highlights from my year of blogging.  And once again I waited for ever to share it with you.

But better late than never, right?

So here it is.  Enjoy.


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Day 668: A New Hope

Hope: (verb) to expect with confidence

New: (adjective) recently born, built, or created

I didn’t purposefully skip the last two nights (especially two nights ago). But I do think that’s tonight’s title would have been a little….. Odd…. Had I actually posted two nights ago.

I’ll let you figure that one out.

Now for the real matter at hand….

I might be stretching it tonight with my title and definitions (but not as much as I’ll be stretching my next one) but I don’t care.

Before Jackson was born, we spent three years trying and praying. We were getting to the point where we were close to losing hope. We were beginning to suspect that maybe children were not in God’s plan for us. At least, not our own. Then, Jackson came along.

Now. We have a New Hope. A hope that God will bless us with more children. And we can truly expect that with confidence because…… Amanda is pregnant!

Yep, baby number two is on the way. The official due date is August 20th, but the doctor says they will schedule the c-section around 38 weeks (since she had one last time, the doctor doesn’t want her going into labor and putting stress on the scar). So that will place us sometime in early August.

The feeling this time is much different. Last time it was blind excitement. This time I am very excited. But I’m not blind by any means. I know exactly what will be coming. Only I know it will be even more because we’ll also have a 2 year old to manage as well.

But I’m still just as excited.

Baby number two coming soon.

We’ve been down this path before. We know there is a big waterfall ahead with sharp rocks at the bottom. But we can still boldly say, “Bring it on!”

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Day 665: Revenge of the Sith

Revenge: (Noun) An act or instance of retaliating in order to get even

“Get up young man (or woman). You’re not going to spend all day in bed, it’s a beautiful day outside and you need to….”

Go play, or mow the lawn, or some other chore, or just anything that gets you up out of bed….

When they hear those words, most kids think their parents are just crazy and enjoy getting up early. Or don’t understand the value of sleeping in on the weekends.

Or that maybe they are only doing this because their parents did it to them…

Well guess what. I can tell you I certainly don’t enjoy getting up early. And I absolutely do understand the value of getting up on the weekends…..

I’m starting to think that maybe the reason parents make sure their kids get up and do stuff is perhaps they are getting their revenge. Revenge for all the times they were woken up early on the weekends.

Now, I’m not saying that Jackson wakes up early on purpose. He’s just a toddler who doesn’t understand time and weekends and what not. And I’m not saying he needs to be taught a lesson or anything. And I’m not saying that when he’s 15 he deserves to be punished for things he did as a toddler that he had no control over. And I’m not saying I’m going to be vindictive by any means….

But….. I sure can see my self waking him up on a Saturday and telling him to get outside and do something. And I probably won’t feel bad about it. Especially when he says “you just don’t understand!”

Oh, I understand fully my son. Someday, you will too.

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Day 664: Attack of the Clones

Clone: (Noun) A person or thing that appears to be an exact copy of another person or thing.

Jackson has hit the copying phase. Anything I do, he wants to do it too. I guess I could call him “mini-me”. Except for the hair, he had his mom’s beautiful blonde locks :)

But seriously, if I do anything that he he thinks is remotely interesting looking, he’ll want to do it too. The other day I smashed a bee in our garage then went and wiped it off my shoe in the grass. The next thing I know, Jackson’s dragging his foot through the grass. Then I was demonstrating to Amanda how he was copying me… Which involved showing her that I had smashed the bee…. And he starts stomping his foot all over the garage.

He likes to be independent as much as he can now. So he likes to walk on his own in the store. He also likes to carry items that are his size. Or he likes to help bring the groceries in from the car.

When I’m brushing my teeth with my electric toothbrush, he likes to grab on to it too.

And of course, after I out my deodorant on….. I hand it to him so he can apply some too.

He likes to copy. He likes to participate. He likes to do.

Now I just have to make sure that he’s got a good example to copy :)

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Day 663: The Phantom Menace

Menace: (Noun) A dangerous or possibly harmful person or thing.

Phantom: (Noun) Something that is not real and exists only in a person’s mind

I originally had planned this post back in December and was going to title it “Do You Hear What I Hear?” In some sense, I’m a little sad I didn’t, because I think that title was pretty nifty. However, this way I not only got to share that title with you, but also, Star Wars. And really, when it comes down to it, there is no further debate needed.

You should know that in this case “Menace” refers to the sound of crying. And yes, I fully believe that crying fits the definition above because too much of (the wrong kind of) it can cause you to go crazy. Which can absolutely be harmful. So there.

I have decided that there are two types of “Phantom Cries” that parents will hear.

The first kind is where you hear some other noise and think it is your child crying. This could be the sound of a dog barking in the distance. It could be the sound of a dog whining next door. It could be your own dog snoring/wheezing at your feet. It could be the neighbor kids out playing in the street. It could be the background jungle sounds from Survivor coming out of the rear surround sound speakers. It could even be the squeaking of a car door. Whatever it may be, it sounds like your child. For a brief moment you are filled with concern (he might be hurt) or usually panic (he might be waking up way to early from his nap). But then you realize what it actually is. Then you smile and chuckle and go about your business while internally rejoicing that he has not awoken.

The second kind of phantom cry… That’s the one that starts to make you question your sanity. That’s the one that has you realizing you haven’t gotten enough sleep in the last few months. That’s the one that makes you want to weep. Because it’s the one you hear when there is nothing to hear. You don’t get to smile at yourself because it was “just the dog”. No. This time you sigh because there was no noise at all. And yet. You swear you heard something. And what’s frustrating is that you probably did. But alas, it’s just in your head. But that doesn’t make it any less real. These types of phantom cries can occur at anytime, but they are most prevalent at night. When you are just about to drift off to sleep. And the kid cries. And you get frustrated because you just want to sleep, but you prepare yourself to “suck it up”. Then you realize…. He’s not making any noise. So you lie still. There it is again…. No, no, there’s nothing. You stare at the sound meter on the monitor and it’s not moving…. So he can’t be making noise…. And yet…. YOU HEAR IT. Unfortunately in this case your eyes have to be trusted over your ears.

Fun fact: I have been asleep, full fledged asleep, only to be awoken by these phantom cries. I have stuck the monitor straight up to my ear and stained to convince myself that he is in fact not making any noise because I did hear him. And this is crazy, because I know that when he is actually crying…. You don’t need to the monitor anywhere near your ear to hear him….

There is no “wave of relief” when you discover the truth of the second kind of phantom cry. Yes, you are glad he’s not actually crying. But mostly you are frustrated at your stupid brain for hearing things that are there.

Disclaimer: Today’s post is not supposed to be a comment on recent events. Or a complaint. It is merely an observation of things I have observed/experienced over the last 663 days. Mostly in the first 400 and less in the recent months. I’m just now getting around to sharing it.

Just wanted to make that clear :)

Thank you for reading.


Day 622: SuperBatDad

I have a shirt with a picture of Superman on it. The other day I was wearing it and Jackson pointed right at Superman and said “Daddy”.

That’s right son, that’s right :)

I also have pajamas with Superman all over them. This morning when I got Jackson out of his crib, he pointed to my legs “Daddy. Daddy.”

Yep :)

I also have a shirt that has Batman on it. And when I wear it, he points at Batman and says “Daddy”

That one makes me happier :)

My in-laws have a bunch of Superhero toys that Jackson plays with (Spider-Man, Green Arrow, etc.). The last time he was there, Jackson held up the Batman figure and proudly proclaimed “Daddy”

Today while Jackson was napping, I played “Batman: Arkham Origins”. When he woke up and I brought him out to the living room, he pointed to the TV and said “Daddy. Daddy. Daddy”

I’m really not sure where he got this connection from


No idea whatsoever


Honestly, no idea at all.

But it makes me happy. I love that he thinks of me as a hero (even if he doesn’t have the concept of what a hero is right now). I know that I won’t be able to live up to that. I know that I will eventually let him down in some way. But it sure feels good to know he loves me. And I do know he loves me. It’s evident every time I come home and he runs to see me. It’s evident every time he comes to me and gives me a kiss.

I won’t always be his favorite person in the world. But for now, I’ll be his Superman as much as he wants me to be.

Or even better, I’ll be his Batman.

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Day 591: Daddy’s Little Helper

I think I’ve used that title before, but oh well.

I also had a joke ready to go about how I posted every day last month and then turned around and almost made it through this while month without posting at all…. But I made a post back on the 8th, so there goes that. Oh well.

Anyway, we got Jackson a neat little table and chair set for Christmas and he totally decided he would help put it together.



He then demonstrated that he totally knew what the table was for


For eating on of course.

We also got him a bookshelf. I got all the pieces out after building the table, but then decided not to put it together that day, so the pieces stayed scattered until the next day. When I did start to put them together Jackson immediately came over, grabbed the hex wrench, stuck it in a hole, and started turning. Then as I was building the base, I looked up and saw he had a screw and was attempting to stick it in one of the holes.


Then I looked a little closer…


See those 4 screws sticking out exactly where they belong…. I sure didn’t put any of them there.

I’m thinking this kid’s gonna need some tools for his birthday. (Hear that Grandpa and Papa? I think Toys ‘R’ Us has a cool Craftsman workbench set ;) )

And now, as 2013 comes to a close, it marks my

FIRST FULL CALENDAR YEAR OF PARENTING: That is, from January 1 to December 31. I suppose there is nothing significant about that, but I thought I’d mention it anyway.

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Day 568: The B-I-B-L-E

Every night before bed we read to Jackson out of his Children’s Beginner Bible. He’s gotten to the point were he recognizes when we say it’s “Bible time” and he will respond with “Biiiiiiii”. Some days he will even bring it to us during the day and say “Bii”.

Tonight we were wandering around Barnes & Noble looking for some Christmas books to get for this year and Jackson was having a good time walking around himself. Amanda and were browsing around when we heard him saying “Bii biii”. We looked over and he was standing next to a stack of Children’s Beginner Bibles and had one in his hands. He then proceeded to set it on the ground and start to open it, all while continuing to say, “Biii”.

It was completely awesome. It was one thing for him to recognize the bible at home, when it’s the only book we have of that shape and size and type. But to recognize the book in the store, and refer to it by name…. It melted my heart a little. Ok. It melted my heart a lot. I can only hope that as he grows older he will continue to be as excited about the bible as he is now.

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Day 560: Made It

Today ends National Blog Posting Month and made it through without too many pointless posts. This month long challenge had been good for me because it had helped get me back into the spirit of this blog. I won’t be posting as frequently now , because there were some nights that I really had to stretch to get something and I most likely won’t quite feel the need to do that. But I’m going to be trying to stay more or less up to date again. I’ve got my stride back and I’m going to try and keep it.

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