This article explains the entire Disney Princess business and everything we have to touch at Toys R Us and the Disney Store.
http://www.bloomberg.com/features/2015-disney-princess-hasbro/

I've been told that my daughter was singing Taylor Swift.

I'm a failure as a parent.

I just want to enjoy the holiday week with my daughter.

I have never been more capable to receive and give love than now.

In order to make the Christmas holiday more enjoyable, we shall be celebrating Christmas on Christmas Eve. Next year she wants to celebrate Hanukkah with me. Neither of us are Jewish so it will probably be a awkward as our trip to the ice skating rink. it's about the experience.

Josie and I begin watching I Am Big Bird the documentary about Carroll Spinney. The film is rather rough and no happy muppet-like. They go into how Carroll's first wife. How she didn't care about his work and just was vicious to him. Carroll had a younger daughter too. Both of us cry. We have to take a break from the film since we found ourselves relating too much.

She's upset at me because I won't come to lunch today. But it's such a long trip. I basically would drop her off to school. Spend barely an hour at home before getting back in the car to drive up for lunch. Come back home for barely an hour and drive back up to get her after school. It's 4 1/2 hours on the road for the day.

I feel bad that I can't easily join her for lunch.

It is hard to believe in the love of the baby Jesus and the wonder of the Holy family when for the third straight year, I don't get to share Christmas dinner with my daughter.

Christmas miracles are for old people who can't get enough of lame Hallmark movies.

Beanbag time would have been so much better than sofa time since there's not feeling of being schmushed against the back. Relaxing instead of feeling trapped.

You know what makes life better? A massive beanbag that's perfect for two people.

I do not like it when in the midst of my uncertain future, demands are made on my time as if I'm in control of the clock.

Tonight I took her to see Disney On Ice for what I think was our fourth time. She swears we've seen if five times. When I bought the tickets in the Spring, I had no idea of where I would be on December 9th. If I would be around. If I would have her that night. But it was so important that we be together and enjoy the fun. It is a good memory she will have. It is a good memory that I will have.

I can never be jealous of a job that puts me on the road five days. I like the fact that I was able to shape my work time so that I am free all the time that I regularly have my daughter. She is my priority.

I would not describe myself as being depressed over the last decade. People remember me for being quiet and wandering off to watch TV in another room. This was true. But I wasn't depressed. If anything, I just was unimpressed by the people I ended up associating, Many were horrible people who spent most of their time causing drama. Why did we keep hanging out with a couple where both of them did things to us that should have had them shunned? The best thing about a new start is the ability to make new friends since its quite obvious at this point that I don't miss any of the people that we used to have to waste weekends hanging out with and thinking somehow we were part of their inner circle. I'm much happier wandering around museums with my daughter than tolerating the company of dullards and drama queens.

Tonight my daughter told me that our family consists of me, her and blankie. That's a modern family by all definitions.

Had to explain to daughter that among Christmas songs, Nativity In Black by Black Sabbath rarely gets sung at Midnight mass.

Trust is what matters most. You merely have infatuation instead of love if there's no trust between the two of you.

I want this Christmas to be happier than the last few years when it seemed to be about misery and spending more time driving than just enjoying the day.

Felt odd putting together the  Christmas photo book and calendar without trying to make her happy with the selections. It's a year of watching my daughter going through a lot more than I could have handled at her age.

Being a single parent means having to battle the monsters under the bed alone.