Month: April 2014

Surviving the storm with my son

In the distance, the thunder rumbles, rolling toward us on the waves of the gathering dark clouds. A bolt of lightning slices through the sky, helping to open the sky, which pours down rain and wind. For most, this is a typical spring storm in Arkansas. But for my son, it represents the end of…

My dancing – offensive to some, horrifying to all

Remember the movie White Men Can’t Jump? I’m thinking they need to make a movie about my dancing skills. No, it wouldn’t be called White Men Can’t Dance. Instead, it would be called This White Man Can’t Dance. Oh sure, I can stand up and wiggle around a little bit. Let my arms move around…

What kind of second-rate planet IS this, anyway?

Just when I think my life can’t get any more weirder . . . I go home. Seriously. It’s not that something weird hasn’t happened, it’s that something weird hasn’t happened YET. So here we were today, getting home a little late after I finished up an interview for a student’s podcast. Before I go…

Going back in time

My son hasn’t quite perfected that time machine that I’ve written about in the past, but the other day he did send me back in time. It seems that since he’s moved up to fourth grade and a new school, that¬†Four Square is all the rage. He’s been talking about it for weeks, and in…

My son makes a BOLD announcement

I knew something big was coming. It was an ordinary day at home, when my son came up to me and said, “Guess what?” The announcement didn’t come with a lot of fanfare or the trumpets and pageantry of say the anointing of a new king. Or, even more rare, a win by the Arkansas…

We should get married in a Subaru?

When you live at my house, you come to expect strange comments. Not that my kids intentionally say odd, off-the-wall stuff. So I’m usually not surprised at any eccentric remark that might escape the lips of my son. There is almost nothing he can say anymore that can surprise me. Almost nothing. But the other…

Cancer – the monster that never sleeps

People have asked over the years what it was like to live with someone who has cancer. I’m never quite sure what to tell them, but I try to be as honest as I can, while also extending as much hope as I can. But one thing I don’t think people realize about living with…

They’re all easy, if . . .

As a college instructor, there’s one question I hear on a regular basis. And no, it’s not “Can we get out early today?” (ok, so maybe there are TWO questions I hear a lot.) Every time I get ready to give a test, a student (sometimes two. Or three. Often a dozen or more) will…

Running the aisles

As a single parent, I find it’s often difficult to schedule BIG THINGS to do with my kids. Sure, from time to time we can, but those occasions are often few and far between. However, my kids (especially my son) often get to take part in a lot of little things – whether they want…