“Cranking it out”

I warned my son. I gave him reminders. I warned him that the start of the school year was coming fast. I even offered a few harsh stories from my own past – stories of me procrastinating and paying a hefty price. Of course, my son didn’t listen. 'Just get it done' He’s taking an …

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Climbing the monkey bars of parenthood

When my daughter was five or six-years old, she used to like to climb the ladder to the monkey bars or the hanging ropes at the local playground. She’d take a step or two, look back at me, and then go back to the ladder. One of her feet would inevitably get tangled or come …

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On the road again

My mother, with a little help from God, is getting her sweet revenge. When I was a kid in high school, my mother would have to regularly pick me up from cross country or track practice. Our coach would end practice in the early evening and like clockwork my mother would be there to pick …

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Putting in my request for Father’s Day

I don’t need a new tie or a fancy new watch. I don’t need a new grill or any new barbecue utensils. I don’t need a t-shirt or coffee mug with "The World's Greatest Dad" stenciled in bold script. Father’s Day is coming up this Sunday and I don’t need or want any presents. In preparation …

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An ode to sleep: Miles to go before I sleep

I remember sleep. It was a wondrous and beautiful thing. I would lounge on my bed in an old comfortable t-shirt and a pair of sweatpants, fall asleep within a minute or so of lying down and blissfully sleep the night away. Thunder? Fireworks? Passing bus or tractor trailer right outside my window? No problem. …

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Pinewood Derby parenting lessons

When my sons participated in the Cub Scouts, the pack would always have a Christmas party. The celebration was always a ton of fun, until the very end of the evening. I dreaded that part of the night, because that’s when the pack leaders would hand out the Pinewood Derby kits. Each individual cub scout …

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My life of Christmas crime

I tip-toed into my parent’s room. I’m not sure why I was worried about being quiet. My two older brothers were off doing something with their friends and my mom and dad had left to pick up milk and bread from the store and wouldn't be back home for at least another 15 minutes. I had …

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My five biggest parenting mistakes

I checked the calendar on my smartphone one more time. My coworker was running late. We were supposed to meet for coffee early in the morning before our schedules got too crazy. We needed to come to agreement on a key section of our project plan. He's normally an obsessively punctual person so I was …

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