Jumping in with both feet

I felt like such a fool.  My wife had given birth to our second child. We were a few months into our new life as a family of four. We thought we knew what to expect, but we both were falling into bed at the end of the night exhausted and on our last legs.... Continue Reading →

Getting an assigned seat

We’d walk into class and sit down next to our friends. I’d try to sit next to Darren or Steve. If they weren’t in my class, maybe Robbie or Dana from the school bus. We were crazy elementary school kids, full of first day jitters. If you didn’t have any friends in the same class,... Continue Reading →

Humble and kind

I walked away with tears streaming down my face. I couldn’t have been more thant six or seven years old. I turned around to try my case before the judge and jury one more time, but my mom had enough of my shenanigans and simply pointed to my room She was sending me there to... Continue Reading →

A daughter’s trust

The little girl ran ahead of her mom in the airport, trying to catch up to her dad. She couldn’t have been older than three or four. When she ran, she kept looking all around her, amazed by the rush of people, the bright sun shining in from the high windows, and the restaurants and... Continue Reading →

Entering Grocery Store Hell

The little kid walked without purpose or direction in front of his dad. He wanted no parts of the trip to the grocery store. However, his dad’s cart had just a few items and looked like they were just getting started. When I ran into them again in the next aisle over though, the young... Continue Reading →

What I hate about parenting

I’ve been thinking about life as a parent. When my kids were young, I never minded the late-night bottles or diaper changes. I never minded dropping them off at school or practice. As they got older, I was fine too waiting up for the car to pull in and for them to get home from... Continue Reading →

Living our best life

I’m thinking there might just be hope for my wife and I. My son went away for the week with some of his friends to the beach. They played in the sun and enjoyed themselves. He's got two other big trips planned for later in the summer. If you note a touch of jealousy, yes,... Continue Reading →

A different kind of Father’s Day

I won’t see my kids this Father’s Day. My two oldest are in California and Washington, D.C. My youngest has been away at the beach this past week and will be just getting home on Sunday, but I’m pretty sure he’ll be wiped out from his week away and am not counting on seeing much... Continue Reading →

Things I would tell myself as a young father

I have three children. I have one kid who carries a 100-pound pack up rugged hills and across the hot desert at his Marine Corps base in California. (Can you still call your son a kid when he can buy a round of tequila shots for his buddies?) I have another kid working and living in... Continue Reading →

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