It happened two months ago that our lives changed drastically.  We were two Dads and a beautiful five-year old boy.  Two and a half men.  We were way passed diapers and pre-chewed food (sometimes that stuff smelled as bad going in as it did coming out).  Things were moving along rather smoothly and we had finally found our rhythm.  Our son was graduating from preschool on Friday and the Wednesday before was his last day of “class.”

There I was, a grown man standing in Starbucks after dropping him off for the last time at our beloved preschool, tears coming down behind my Wayfarers ( a retro-nod to the days when I thought I was cool…I never was BTW).  Friday’s graduation was going to be embarrassing.  An Irish-like Keening seemed inevitable. […]