Daddy Karaoke
Participating in school musicals is the most on-point preparation I’ve had for parenting.
They prepared me for the clunky emotional transitions that have me spontaneously bursting into song whenever it seems like the baby might cry.
I always found it peculiar when townspeople in musicals started bouncing up and down to ramp up a song from the leading man, but then I had a baby and started immediately bouncing her on my knee at the slightest sign of a furrowed brow.
Oh, we’ve got trouble my friend, right here in infant city. Read More