It was time for the second Japanese class, the last one before the summer break. I was determined not to be late, and not be intimidated by the foreign language and peculiar customs. I had been to one class before and now I knew what to expect. I would be fearless and ready to conquer. Watch out Japanese ladies, I may have lost my fancy man bag, but I’m ready to participate and sing your songs.
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A few weeks ago I posted the story of my lost man bag that contained my camera. It was a total bummer and I had quickly given up any hopes of it being found. But today you can read the surprising and unexpected happy ending to the case of the missing man bag. To read the story, click here.
Summer is officially here! Spring was practically nonexistent, making it seem like we went from March directly into June. I’ve been feeling a little behind like I lost a month or two. And God knows . So instead of feeling behind, busy, stressed and frazzled, I’m determined to slow down and soak up summer while I can. Summer’s here and I’ll be sporting my shades, enjoying the sounds, scents and the scenes of summertime.
I’m realizing that feeding Ellie is a never ending battle. For the most part she eats really well, and eats most things I give her. But as she gets older and more independent, she’s going through waves of being extremely opinionated and fussy.
As I spend my days changing diapers, preparing Ellie’s food, grocery shopping, cooking, administering naps, and scheduling play dates, I often forget that I’m a dad and what that means. The people I talk to on a regular basis are all moms and we talk about the stay-at-home life for the most part. I have way more in common with my mom right now than I do with my dad too. My mom and I talk about recipes and baby stuff and things like that. While this is really exciting for my mom it can be difficult and a little isolating at times for me. But I often forget that my dad might feel a little left out now too as my mom and I talk at length about butt cream and the Reverse Tooth Fairy. With Father’s Day here, I’ve been reflecting a lot on my relationship with my dad, the things I’ve learned from him, and the power a dad can have.
