The scene was one of laughter and joy, reading the Berenstain Bears Go To School book. Sister goes to get on the bus, and my son imagines himself being in her place. "What if I just stood there and didn't get on the bus?" he asked. "The bus driver would say, 'come on,'" I said, waving my … Continue reading It’s In His Blood and There is Nothing We Can Do
The family and I set out to enjoy a July summer day by heading to the newest neighborhood pool. Not just any pool, the first in the country to be filtered by natural plants rather than harsh pool chemicals. Pretty cool. Even cooler is the fact that I can put the four year-old in the … Continue reading Rerouting Expectations and Surrenduring to the Lesser Splashpad
I am someone who pushes themselves to get as much done as possible in a waking 16 hour day (or often more). Work, home, writing and relationships. How much can I "get done" today? A busy full day leaves me with a sense of accomplishment. However, this outlook also can lead to frustration because much … Continue reading Cleaning and Scrubbing Can Wait ’till Tomorrow
I've written before that I've always been a little more of a pushover than someone who stands up for what they believe. At least this has been true up until my mid-thirties. I've recently heard hindsight as described as 10K rather than 20/20 vision, and I am feeling like that is true. I can now … Continue reading Which is more Fatherly? Parenting So They Like You or Giving Them What They Need
Two nights ago, I watched the video Philando Castile's girlfriend posted after he was shot and killed by police July 6. And just the day before before, Alton Sterling was shot and killed by police. Racism is alive and well in the subconscious of certain individuals. This is something that needs to be talked about, otherwise how will … Continue reading Race, Violence and the Perception of A Child
My oldest is now almost a year from kindergarten, and his personality is in full swing. His stories are also becoming more and more elaborate. Like the time he told us that his school's gym was made out of candy and that they jumped in a pool of jelly beans. Or the continuous story that … Continue reading Jelly Bean Pools & Sitting Around Doing Nothing
My four-year old has built the confidence to ride his two-wheel bike with training wheels. The joy and confidence on his face that grows during this accomplishment is priceless. We are two days into the "training" and I swear I can see the power of his pedaling increase. We are blessed to live less than … Continue reading Getting Back on the Horse
Father Through Me 