{For The Dads} Some Things Change… {by Cole}

Since becoming a father my Friday nights consist of an argument about eating supper before ice-cream, watching My Little Pony and then the bathroom battle – where my daughter refuses to get into the bath and then, once bathed, refuses to get out. Gone are the days (or nights) where my buddies and I used to drink a bottle of brandy and a case of beers before heading out to the club (Gandalf’s) at 10 or 11 pm. There were no rules or time limits or things that had to be done, it was just me, all the time. Sometimes I look back and think: “Wouldn’t it be cool to still be able to do that…” And then I realize that no… no it wouldn’t.  Continue reading