Welcome, fellow tired parents. I’m just your average exhausted dad, currently on cup #3 of lukewarm coffee, trying to survive the wild ride that is toddlerhood. Between wiping mystery goo off the walls and negotiating with a tiny dictator over what actually qualifies as lunch today, I occasionally have a spark of creativity (probably caffeine-induced) and slap it onto a shirt. That’s how Tired Parents Co. was born.

Thanks for being here—and if you like what you see, please support the chaos. Every shirt sold helps fund our next coffee run.