I thought Friday was the night. Conditions were perfect. Dom picked his Elmo Potty Time Video to watch before bed, Kerry watched him chug two cups of water before I got home from work, and I was feeling lucky. Conditions were perfect.
Right as Elmo’s dad was having a little pee-pee party for Elmo, Kerry [...]

My son is an aspiring little economist. At the age of two, he already understands the Law of Supply and Demand. Let me give you an example.
Dom recognizes that he provides a very specialized service to his Mommy and Daddy: eating his broccoli. In fact, there are no other competitors in the market. [...]

I’m going to take a break from my usual failed attempts at humor to tell you what’s actually on my mind this week. I hope you’ll forgive me.
I wrote in my inaugural post that Dom was a miracle. It’s true. We weren’t supposed to have children. Kerry has endometriosis, a disease that causes endometrial [...]

It’s easy to rest peacefully when your bed is made of rock-hard muscle and confidence
During our latest trip to Giant Eagle, Kerry pointed out a shirt that I can only assume was designed to be a Father’s Day present. It had two spaces for little hand prints delineated by dotted lines and the vomit-inducing slogan, [...]

Yesterday we found out from Jack’s cardiologist that his genetic testing came back positive for Long QT Type 3. Long QT is what the medical staff at Akron Children’s Hospital suspected to have caused Jack’s death. It’s a rare heart arrhythmia, and Jack’s specific form of Long QT is even rarer. I’m having a hard time [...]

“It’s like I have two mommies!”
Opening Statement: As a father, society expects me to show my son what it means to be a man. I am completely ill-equipped for this enormous task. I submit the following as evidence for the prosecution and throw myself on the mercy of the court:
Exhibit A: It took me an [...]

Sam and Jack

Over the course of time that I write here, you’ll get to know a lot about me and a lot about my boys. Those are my boys, Sam, 3, and Jack (in the stripes) is 6 months old in this picture. It’s my favorite picture of the two of them together, playing in [...]

What better way to kick off a blog about fatherhood than telling you about the birth of my son, heir to the royal throne, Dominic Victor.
My wife, Kerry, and I really wanted to have a child. Unfortunately, her OB/GYN told us our odds were about the same as Aerosmith’s chances of writing a decent album [...]

A six month old has a pretty good life, much better than mine, that’s for sure. See why here.