Greetings and Salutations

Well, here we are. It all started with a conversation in which I tried to convince Mark to start a blog to write about his experiences as a newly minted stay-at-home-dad. After several after 7 conversations (i.e. the time in the evening when the baby is in bed and we flop on the couch with exhaustion) we decided it was something we could do together because sometimes this whole child-having gig seems to closely resemble a relay race. Instead of passing the baton after running a leg and then collapsing with exhaustion we … wait, it IS the same.

And so here we are, on the first day that the Dooz took steps on his own thinking about how we’ve managed to make it this far at the cusp of his change into a toddler. What does this mean? It means that we’re going to spend a whole heck of alot more time chasing him with a greater potential for big falls. Ack.

If you’re wondering who we are, here you go. Welcome!