“After the storm”…


“After the storm” I wouldn’t let him dump all the spices out from the spice cabinet. Meltdown ensued. After an hour of…

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I’m no longer “Dad.” I’m “Chat…


I’m no longer “Dad.” I’m “Chat” or “Bro.” And my days are spent trying to figure out how cooked we are, how much…

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4:45am…


4:45am 2.5 hours of sleep so far. Since 10:30pm So far I’ve been on the floorof his room, my bed, back to the floor in…

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Jason Michael Reynolds

Writer. Photographer. Ausome Parent.

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