Avoiding “Nothing”
It’s like my 7- and 9-year-old kids were already teenagers. I’d leave work a little early to face my 90-minute commute, the occupations of my day so I can raise my… Read more »
Posts relating to my immediate family, likely about my views as a father.
It’s like my 7- and 9-year-old kids were already teenagers. I’d leave work a little early to face my 90-minute commute, the occupations of my day so I can raise my… Read more »
I’m at Jacob’s baseball practice, his third in four days*, where the coach is hollering. “Ball up the middle, you have to cover second!” “Be in the ready position!” “Pay… Read more »
This summer, my wife bought the kids a cardboard house — it’s basically a giant coloring project, giving them a chance to color in the bricks and plants and details… Read more »
My eight-year-old son just educated me on Elf on a Shelf. He first met one in first grade, you see. The elf sits somewhere in the room to keep tabs… Read more »
A year or so ago, waiting in line at Costco with my kids, the woman behind me said, “You must be a good dad.” She said my kids were so well-behaved,… Read more »
My wife’s cousin Tony has three kids — a daughter who is a high-school senior and twin boys who are 11. Not only do these kids love playing soccer, they… Read more »