I had an epiphaneous moment as I sat on the living room floor, glancing longingly at the rapidly cooling tortilla chips, seasoned beef and melted cheese abandoned behind me. Moeb lay on a blanket in front of me working through her second diaper in a row. I decided to give up on the chips altogether and—like a divine gift—a rush of enlightenment swept over me.
"Daphne," I said, "Babies are more important than Nachos." And I went on to define my priorities for her. For your edification they are listed Below:
1. God
2. Babies
3. Nachos
4. Work
5. School
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Oh, Domestic Me | In My Defense
Being an account of an LDS husband/father/graphic designer. Focusing especially on being a stay-at-home dad. This web log should not be considered a work of non-fiction. Nothing in these pages is to be misconstrued as accurately representing reality, nor should any particular detail be indicated as incriminating evidence against the author's parenting capabilities. This work is not intended to be read. That the events depicted herein may be based upon factual occurrences cannot be confirmed at this time. The author assumes no responsibility for anything, anymore, from here on out.
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