Daddy Needs Diaper Money

And so it begins.  Post number two, and I’m a little already off topic.

I just have to mention that I am really excited that it is August, well, half way though August that is.  (and just as excited that it is Friday)  This is the time of year that football returns to TV, even if it is only preseason.  What’s even better is at this point, every team still has a shot at the championship, even the Vikings!  Ok, maybe they’ve had better teams, but I’m not giving up hope this could be our year.  Along with the start of the NFL Football season, also brings the start of the fantasy football season.  I’m in 6 leagues.  I know, I know, that’s way too many.  But I have leagues with several different groups of friends, and I have a very hard time saying no.  It is difficult to watch the games and cheer for specific players, because with 6 teams, I’m most likely playing against someone on one team, that is on my team in another league.  I just hope to win more than I lose, and I really enjoy the social part of the competition amongst friends.  My first fantasy football draft is tomorrow night, and we’re doing it right this year too.  We’re golfing 18 holes in the morning, before the draft party, which is one of the greatest nights of the year.  Undoubtedly at least one person in the league will make a fool of themselves.  Of course, this will not be me.  I’m 32 now, a mature adult, and I have a wife and a baby at home. (get back to me on Sunday).  Daddy Needs Diaper Money.  That’s my new team name.  I fell like I have a name that will look good on the trophy this season.  With 6 leagues, I’d better at least win one right?  They don’t give out last place trophies with Daddy Lost Diaper Money on Fantasy Football.  See, it’s come full circle, my life really is all about the little man!

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Here goes nothing..

Now that I’ve created the website, step two must be to post something.  I’m still new at this and my promise to the reader, that’s you, is that I’ll get better.

I became a father for the first time in February of this year.  I’m typing my first blog post while my son is 25 weeks old,  just a few days before he turns 6 months old.  Yes, I’m referring to that like all other parents, who count in weeks and months even though I never thought I would.  You might be wondering, how do you have any spare time with a 6 month old baby?  Why start blogging now?  The answer is, you’re absolutely right, I don’t have time.  On the other hand, I feel like the things I’ve experienced the last six months that I simply have to share.  I want this to be a place to get my stories recorded, if anything, for my son to be able to see when he is older.   And trust me, there are a lot of stories!  Who knew that this little miracle would be so life changing?  I can’t wait to share stories about Oma, The Bug, or my first Father’s day.  Funny stories about what we refer to as the Trifecta, or heart-melting stories like when Mac met his great grandpa.

My goal is to have some updates in the near future, but for now, it’s back to work.  I’m looking forward to our next conversation, even if it is just us.