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…
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These aren’t any sing-along songs that Barney ever heard, Or at least won’t admit to
You know him. You love him. That big, lovable, purple dinosaur Barney. Ahhhhhh . . . he does bring back the memories. But when it comes to singing along with songs from the radio, our favorites are . . . ummmmmm, how can I say this . . . not exactly what you’d find on…
If you can play soccer on a hill . . .
In the small town where I live, a small group of parents are working on a rather diabolical, although ingenious scheme, that will, in time, change, and yes, even SHOCK the world. At least the world as it relates to soccer. Sure, small towns in Arkansas aren’t known for revolutionizing the game of soccer, which…
Son’s questions continue to pummel fatigued father
If I had a dime for every question my son has asked me over the years, I can assure you that Bill Gates would no longer be the richest man in the world. Here’s another sampling of what’s been on my son’s mind in recent weeks. “When you were growing up, did YouTube only show…
I don’t live in a zoo, but I do live above one
There is a place between the earth we walk on and hell. It’s a dark and dangerous place. Dank and smelly. And full of creatures who have bright eyes, sharp, pointy teeth, and they don’t shower on a regular basis. Am I talking about another dimension? Another world that houses demons and spirits? Am I…
My son sets terms for saving my life
My son and I were watching “Hey Arnold,” the other day. It’s a cartoon from the 90s that he likes. I usually like it, too, but I’ve grown a little tired of it. The other day an episode came on in which Arnold saved the life of one of his friends. As you might imagine,…
Friday night = pizza and a movie
Friday night at our house usually means one thing – pizza and a movie. Or is that two things? (I feel like I’m in the middle Monty Python’s Spanish Inquisition skit.) The pizza can come in several forms. Sometimes we order one. Other times we go with the frozen pizza, sometimes even adding our own…
Boys will be boys
If you’re ever looking for me or my son, there’s a good chance we’re out in the front yard playing something. We play football, baseball, basketball (well, that’s actually in the driveway), and even soccer from time to time. This time of year, it’s football. Every afternoon if the weather allows, we go out and…
Dog’s unusual name causes confusion
In honor of my aunt Shirley who passed away last week, I’m re-posting one of my most popular blog posts. I hope you enjoy. Several years ago, my wife, daughter, and I lived in a small town next to a church, where I served as the youth director. One day, we found a beautiful border…
Holding together the jello 