Super Hero Training

I have terrible news to share with you. IncrediDad is no more. My new moniker is Daddy Evil . . . No, I don't like the sound of that. Let's try it again. I am BadDad! ArchNemesis to Boy Wonder. Why the sudden name change? As you know, IncrediReaders, we started him in daycare and, even though he survived pledge week, he is not a fan. The tears begin as soon as I pull into the parking lot every…
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National Lampoon’s Cross-Country Vacation

"Well I'll tell you something, this is no longer a vacation...it's a quest. It's a quest for fun! I'm gonna have fun and you're gonna have fun! We're all gonna have so much f***in' fun we'll need plastic surgery to remove our damn smiles! You'll be whistling Zip-A-Dee-Doo-Dah out of your assholes!!!!"- Clark Griswold, National Lampoon's Vacation Yesterday, I packed the car for what will not be…
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Our San Franciscan Day

You probably figured we’d be halfway across the country by now, huh? Surprise! We are still in the same state we started, only eight hours North. We wanted to visit Bex’s side of the family for a few days. It's been a lot of fun. Of course I love spending time with family but I always look forward to a day in San Francisco. It’s on my list of Top 10 Favorite Cities in the world. Here’s…
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A House Is Not A Home

We moved out of our apartment today. After weeks of packing, trashing, and cleaning, this was a really big deal for us. Obviously it was not as big of a deal for our landlord who never showed up for our move-out appointment. Martha, if you’re reading this, we left the keys and garage remote on the kitchen counter. Good bye and good luck! Maybe you remember me describing our apartment two years…
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Simple Distractions

IncreiMom and I like to treat Boy Wonder to the fine dining experiences of Red Robin, IHOP, and occasionally Arby's. It's really a great deal. He shares off of my plate, which cuts calories for me. Then I burn off whatever I am able to shovel in my mouth (inside ten seconds) by chasing him around the restaurant after he declares "All done!". I don’t even feel guilty because it's dinner and a…
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Dance Class With IncrediDad and Boy Wonder

Up until a month ago, I thought a pirouette was a kind of cookie. Turns out, it is a dance move. You see, Boy Wonder has been taking Ballet Class once a week and we are both learning so much. For example, you wouldn’t believe how many ballet terms sound food related: Sauté (so-Tay): please sauté that chicken with peppers and onions! Battement (Bot-Mah): I know I’ve ordered this from my…
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I’m Alfred, Not Batman

As a father, and as a human being, I've learned to take the good with the bad. For example, it's a good thing that Boy Wonder has learned the word please. He knows it's proper use; "Peanut Butter peeze.", "Binky please.", "Money please." Wait a second, what was that? The flip side is that he knows how to weaponize the word too. "Phone please! Pleeeeeeease. PLEASE!" But he's just so damn cute, how…
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Incrdedible Leadership Lessons: Love and Patience

Lessons in Incredible Leadership are back! This week I'll be doing a series on leadership and how it relates to parenthood. Today's topic is love and patience. Patience has a calming effect on everyone under its influence. IncrediDads, Super-Sidekicks, and IncrediMoms alike can be soothed when we all practice patience. Cranky people aren't always super- villains, sometimes they just need us to…
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The First Year

October 30th, 2018 Dear Boy Wonder, If you are reading this, that means you've discovered that I've been publishing stories about your life since day one. It also means we are in the future and I'm probably too old to care that you're embarrassed by it. Regardless, there are some things I want to share with you: Your mother is always right. Even when she's wrong. Always ask questions and never…
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It Takes A Village

When my cousins and I were little, my Gramma's brother, Uncle Jack, would bring his family down to visit our wild tribe every once in a while. I was too young to experience it first hand but I've been told that he would always remark how everyone just seemed to pitch in when it came to the kids. If someone was crying, the nearest adult would scoop them up. If someone was hungry, a plate got…
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