Welcome to Dad on the Rocks, a place for the sleep-deprived, snack-raided, emotionally whiplashed dads (and moms, and anyone else brave enough to read on).
This isn’t a parenting guide. It’s a parenting survival bar—stocked with sarcasm, vulnerability, spilled juice, and the occasional parenting win.
Created by a dad who's just trying to make it through the chaos with humor, honesty, and a strong drink in hand, Dad on the Rocks is a love letter to the mess:
Every post is poured straight from the heart—with a twist of satire, a dash of real talk, and a rim of crushed Goldfish.
Whether you're here for the cocktail recipes, the parenting rants, or just to feel a little less alone in the madness, pour a glass and stay awhile.
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