Bring back that Christmas-y feelin’, whoa, that Christmas-y feelin’

It’s crazy how Christmas can change for you as you get older. As a kid, Christmas is the

Sophia and I watching a special message from Santa

Sophia and I watching a special message from Santa

greatest day of the year, bar none. Even when you forget that you’re supposed to be grateful for the things you do get and not complain about what you don’t get (like an Eagles hat your brother got… only to get the same hat later in the day… I’ll never live that one down). As you get older, into your teens and then into your 20’s, Christmas is basically a chance for you to ask for all the latest technology devices, video games, sports equipment, and clothes. Something seems to be missing from Christmas when you hit those ages. At least for me it did.

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Heartbreaker

Let me take you back, boys and girls, to a time not that long ago, a time before the words “Daddy” and “Nick” were¬†interchangeable. A time when I fully expected to hear the phrase “you’re having a boy”. Like most guys who find out they’re about to become the father of a

Sophia and Daddy!

girl, I had the same reaction… “Oh, grrrreat. Someone buy me a shotgun so I can prepare myself to scare the boys off when she gets older.” So, yes, I had the typical reaction. Fast-forward to 13-plus months of having a daughter and, yes, I’m still fairly certain that I’m going to be scaring boys off in the not too distant future. But, I’m also pretty positive that based on recent events, Sophia is gonna be able to hold her own when it comes to boys. Continue reading