My Stories

Today we sailed. We sailed! I was nervous, but while pushing off the dock, the dock hand, looked me dead in the eyes and said ...

I’m moving to Brooklyn. I think I always wanted to be able to say that (not actually do it though!). I’m a hipster now. I may even start...

I don’t write much about Steve. Maybe you’ve noticed. You may find that odd if you know us. That is because Steve doesn’t exist for me....

Jacob wanted Mema to sleep with him. That’s Steve’s mom. Whole blog on that…just not sure she would want me to publish, but basically...

Strawberry fields. That is Jacob’s favorite song. I never knew that before. It turns out I didn’t know a lot before. I should know these...

There is another child. His name is Benjamin to some, but Benno to many. Everyone knows Benno. He has a magic and a charisma that...

An update on Jacob. He had a really good day today. Treasuring this day. He laughed, he played, and he even walked across the room to...

I live my life on “shuffle.” It’s a golden rule. My music is always on “shuffle.” I guess it’s some superstitious belief. Not sure what...

Dear friends of Nightwing, I’m shaking as I write this after receiving another package. I feel so filled with love. Jacob feels so filled...

Today Jacob woke up and asked why we never have fortune cookies anymore. Again…so random. Where do these thoughts come from? I wish I...

By Jacob Brody this is written yesterday but didn’t have time to post. Everyone, rightfully so, wants to know how Jacob is doing. In the...

I’m learning the greatest gift is his childhood, his innocence. His view of life. His understanding that evil only lives in TV shows (and...

My five-year-old Jacob can name every single superhero with great detail. He can even tell you if they are from Marvel or DC. He can tell...