Daddy Day Care Chronicles Day 1: November 29th So my watch begins: My wife’s profession resumes👩🏼‍💼 She toils, as do I👨‍👦 Now through December 🗓️ I care for my newborn son 👶🏼 And panic sets in 😰 Never have I had ⏳ Such abundant time, yet I Accomplish little ⌛️

Not all accomplishments are tangible. “Bonding with the baby,” “comforting the baby,” and “not dropping the baby on its head” count.

Daddy Day Care Chronicles Day 2: November 30th Feed, Play, Chill, and Sleep 💤 The ceaseless cycle repeats With structured chaos As my thoughts descend 😵‍💫 Into madness, his smiles Warm my weary heart ❤️ Soon thereafter flows A tide from his tiny lips. 🤮 One more onesie soiled.