Ending My Brief Career as a Sort of SAHD

This week, Teddy turns three months old. And with Karen’s return to work, it’s also his first full week of day care.

For me that means I’ve got the house to myself again. It also spells the end of any dream I had to enter the lucrative and rewarding work of professional daddy blogging.

It was really tough saying goodbye as we sent him off to Baby Jail, as I call it (to Karen’s consternation). We three had a wonderful summer together, taking evening walks, going on road trips, having dinner ou...