My almost-seven-year-old son was taking a bath with his sister. Bath nights at our house can drag for up to an hour, and I was getting tired of nagging to get out of the tub. I decided to lay down outside my kids' view next to the tub on the bathroom floor. After a minute … Continue reading “Dad’s Dead,” But Don’t Get Heated
I love the questions my son comes up with. I also like asking him questions in response to questions. "Why is the chair squishy like that, dad?" "Well, why do you think?" is a standard response he receives from me. And it's not that I am trying to be difficult or as some would say … Continue reading In How Many Days Am I Going to Die?