Reason #3 to Read I’m Only a Good Daddy Because Your Mommy Died

She didn't die so I could grow. She died because she died.

I Stopped Writing Them Down

I'm starting to forget you, Vanessa.

I missed the sad. Which makes no sense at all.

People think I've got this.

Now you're a notification.

It takes a certain amount of hubris to say a book I wrote about my dead wife is funny.

Luciana had her first dentist appointment. It went really well so I'm taking all the credit.

The intimacy you wanted with Luciana got stolen from you and handed to me.

You drive the bus. I'm the passenger holding a bag full of poop toys.

I just got back from your first party where I was invited by people who never met your mommy.