And awayyyy we go...
Well, the girl is asleep with her nap, and I figured this was as good a time as any to get started. The girl being Reagan. Me...I'm her Dad, Chuck. She's now four years old as of yesterday, and I'm 40, going on 60...or maybe it's just the effects of a cold...swine flu...who knows...that I'm feeling.
I'm no web expert, professional writer, previously failed blogger looking to try a new one or anything like that. I'm a 'work' from home Dad that also takes care of 'The Girl', as we endearingly like to call her. Oh, I put 'work' in quotation marks like that, because I do commercial voicework for radio, I've also dabbled professionally in photography, etc. Some consider it work...others look at me curiously as if I may as well be standing at the busiest intersection in town with a weathered fedora in my outstretched hands and a cardboard sign asking for your change. I've actually considered that, and would it would probably be more profitable for me to do just that.
Regardless, Reagan's Mom, Sarah, said this would be a good idea...in an obvious attempt to get me to be a little busier. She is a die-hard professional...the kind any of us would like to be like. She has the motivation, enthusiasm and drive to make million-dollar decisions every day. MY 'drive' is to the grocery store to get more Easy-Mac.
Reagan's the best. And I'm hoping that this will be a nice outlet to introduce her life to you, as well as mine as a father...or at least my attempt at it! So welcome to RaisingReagan.com. Look for a lot more to come, and feel free to contribute, make suggestions, etc, when you feel the urge.
Well The Girl is up now. She's frowning at me as if to wonder where my fedora of change is...gotta go and update that cardboard sign.
I'm no web expert, professional writer, previously failed blogger looking to try a new one or anything like that. I'm a 'work' from home Dad that also takes care of 'The Girl', as we endearingly like to call her. Oh, I put 'work' in quotation marks like that, because I do commercial voicework for radio, I've also dabbled professionally in photography, etc. Some consider it work...others look at me curiously as if I may as well be standing at the busiest intersection in town with a weathered fedora in my outstretched hands and a cardboard sign asking for your change. I've actually considered that, and would it would probably be more profitable for me to do just that.
Regardless, Reagan's Mom, Sarah, said this would be a good idea...in an obvious attempt to get me to be a little busier. She is a die-hard professional...the kind any of us would like to be like. She has the motivation, enthusiasm and drive to make million-dollar decisions every day. MY 'drive' is to the grocery store to get more Easy-Mac.
Reagan's the best. And I'm hoping that this will be a nice outlet to introduce her life to you, as well as mine as a father...or at least my attempt at it! So welcome to RaisingReagan.com. Look for a lot more to come, and feel free to contribute, make suggestions, etc, when you feel the urge.
Well The Girl is up now. She's frowning at me as if to wonder where my fedora of change is...gotta go and update that cardboard sign.
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