When Adrian Kulp first learned that he was about to become a father, he was essentially a teenage boy trapped in the body of a thirty-two-year-old high-powered executive. He did what his wife asked him to do: grow up. He packed away his Phillies baseball memorabilia, hid his GI Joes, and converted their guest bedroom from his private man cave into a nursery. Goodbye sticky beer cozy. Hello Diaper Genie. Based on his mercilessly funny and brutally honest blog, here is the hilarious story of one manas journey from being the one who brings home the bacon to the one who fries itaalong with assembling the crib, learning how to aaccessorizea his daughter, and flying with an infant for the first time. From numbing booze-free co-ed baby showers to navigating the Farmer's Market with a baby (and loaded diaper) strapped to his chest, to locking himself out of a childproofed toilet, this often-sweaty and exhausted SAHD (stay-at-home dad) gets down and dirty about surviving life as a new parentadad or alive.She toasted marshmallows with the Baxter family in their living room and baked homemade cookies while hustling around in a classic maid outfit complete with feather duster. My generation had Tony Danza making it look like a snap, flexing a tricep workout while vacuuming the curtains, ... I dona#39;t recall ever seeing Hazel combing dried formula out of her beehive or soaking pieces of the breast pump in aanbsp;...
|Title||:||Dad or Alive|
|Publisher||:||Penguin - 2013-05-07|