Didn’t we JUST get through the holidays? I could swear I just got all the holiday decorations packed up and put back in the garage. Of course as fast as I work, that’s not a real good indicator of how much time has actually passed since the last go round of holiday hullabaloos. So here we are again, getting geared up for another marathon month … Continue reading A Spectrum of Feasting
I think something inside me has finally broken. My beloved wife likes to joke (at least I think she’s joking) that I spoil everything. This usually comes up in response to my habit of watching TV or movies with what I would refer to as an analytical eye. She just calls it pooping on everything. I can’t help myself. I watch something and I immediately … Continue reading Destroying Childhoods or Ruining What My Kids Make Me Watch
Let’s get real for a moment. What would you do if someone did this to you? What about this? This? HOW ABOUT THIS?? I’ll tell you what you’d do – you’d call the cops, call an exorcist, or mete out violent retribution with your own two thirsty-for-blood fists. Unless, of course, those responsible happened to look like this: I have suffered each of these … Continue reading Why God Made the Children Cute
We live in a world of our own making. What we’re experiencing right now, our present, is defined by what we choose to believe and what we choose to do with those beliefs from second to second. Turning on the news and watching the tragedies that are unfolding in the world as you read this leads to the sobering realization that we, all of us, … Continue reading Building a Better Future
Fun fact: soccer games for the 3 to 6-year-old league are a lot closer to rugby than European football. It’s a swirling mass of little bodies in a desperate contest to take the ball from everyone in the throng, whether they be on the same team or not. Except for my kid. He’s usually on the other side of the field, trying to chat it up with any females who happen to … Continue reading Bend It Like Roundbottom
Children are never more beautiful than when they’re asleep. So peaceful. So quiet. So not beating on me like the stubborn mule I am. Behold the beauty of tranquility: I can honestly say that the time they are asleep is the only time I feel like I am even remotely in charge of the going-ons of my own household. Their sleeping hours are the only time … Continue reading Good Night, Sweet Princes
Fatherhood in the Trenches 