💀 Cranio Dad 💀

Fourteen years ago, I went looking for another dad who understood craniosynostosis. I couldn't find him. Eventually, I decided to become that voice. CranioDad started with her. It always comes back to her. craniodad.com/blog/why-crani…

The pines don't join the show. They frame it. Dark green beneath a gray November sky while reds, yellows and oranges burn around them. Maybe autumn isn't different this year. Maybe I'm finally standing still long enough to see it. craniodad.com/blog/the-color…

Baseball ended Sunday. I thought the calendar might finally exhale. Instead: Work. School. Sick kid. Voting. Flu shots. Capstone. CranioDad redesign. Apparently life doesn't leave empty space empty for long. The Hunt for Space craniodad.com/blog/the-hunt-…

Saturday, we made room to breathe. Sunday surprised us with a doubleheader. 14-8 loss. 8-8 tie. Nine innings. One very tired family. Then #12 walked off the field and his first fall season was over. There'll never be another first one. craniodad.com/blog/and-just-…

I had a Halloween family lesson planned. History. Traditions. Stew. Bread. A fire. We're not doing it. The family needs a breather. Instead, Thursday night gave us pumpkin pie, candy, a science project, and time around the table. Maybe that's enough. craniodad.com/blog/maybe-nex…

“The dumpster fires are ripe for a harvest, but all I have is a bottle of water and a towel.” That was Tuesday. Then the lights came on at the ballfield. David's team won 7-0. Their first win. Maybe Tuesday gave something back. craniodad.com/blog/a-bottle-…

They were up 4-2. Then down 8-4. They fought back to 8-7. They lost. And it was fantastic. Sometimes showing up isn't about how things end. craniodad.com/blog/when-we-s…

The forecast said 48. The thermometer said 32. Six people. One fire. And a night I wouldn't change. craniodad.com/blog/the-half-…

We went camping. We survived. We learned things. We were cold. Very cold. Full report after sleep. 😂 craniodad.com/blog/shakedown

We didn't demand it. We didn't set the standard for him. He saw something he wanted. He knew he could do it. So he did. Proud Dad day. craniodad.com/blog/because-h…

Two weeks of rain. Four increasingly energetic kids. One increasingly frustrated dad. Turns out we all needed the same thing. craniodad.com/blog/we-all-ne…

I submitted my anthropology final paper to my public administration professor. Interdisciplinary education. You're welcome. Happy Friday. 😂 craniodad.com/blog/apparentl…

The future matters. So does the thing sitting right in front of you. Apparently this week exists after all. craniodad.com/blog/apparentl…

Maybe this week disappeared from my mental calendar because I didn't need to live it early. It's here now. We'll take it as it comes. craniodad.com/blog/the-week-…

The roller coaster hasn't stopped yet. But I can see the station from here. Happy Friday. craniodad.com/blog/hold-on-u…

It's 7 p.m. Dinner is done. Kitchen is clean. Catch has been played. And I just realized... I forgot to write the blog. 😂 craniodad.com/blog/done-and-…

We can deal with the truth. The truth gives us somewhere to start. A lie means we first have to dig our way back to the starting line. A Place for Everything. craniodad.com/blog/a-place-f…

Last night I sat down at my gaming desk and did something I haven't done in months. I just played. No multitasking. No guilt. No "I should be..." That was the point. craniodad.com/blog/make-the-…

I've spent part of this morning staring at my office waiting for the furniture to move itself. So far, Beauty and the Beast has lied to me. craniodad.com/blog/waiting-f…

Work isn't done. But I can see the weekend from here. And apparently there's now a $20 bounty involved. Almost there. craniodad.com/blog/almost-th…

Detention. Junior Beta Club. Same kid. Same day. Both true. Neither one the whole story. craniodad.com/blog/two-piece…