One punk rock show taught me how to value connection over perfection.

I’d do it for creative expression, personal betterment, and family bonding.

I reflect on how fatherhood, philosophy, and good friends helped me grow in 2024.

I share my son’s progress in his first twelve weeks of life.

You can learn a lot from a song, even when you’re cleaning your apartment.

In my son’s third week of life, he now has a regular-looking bellybutton.

My son found out he has hands. He still hasn’t figured out how to use them. My hands are hurting from washing cloth diapers.

I did my best to prepare for fatherhood, but some things still caught me off guard.

My son was born, 8lb 10oz.

Days like this are hard to come by.

A slice of life in a “small town” in Northeast China.