Navigating The Stormy Waters Of Fatherhood
The whistling I hear breaks my daydreams and delusions of possibility. The whistling is a personification of the years passing me by – the proverbial winds of change. My babies are growing up – and my window of opportunity is closing. I remember when I was 22 and a young student teacher. I completed a…
Captain’s Log. Daddy Chronicles. Diaper Date 1938. One of the joys of being a teacher is the fact that the Captain is a “seasonal stay at home dad”. Occasionally, the Captain gets the joys (and challenges) of being a stay at home parent. Obviously, it is not the same as being home every day, but…