How do parents get their kids to talk? To open up and share their day, or feelings, or what’s on their mind? How do you get them to share something? Anything?! Sure, you can learn some tips from the angst shared on Dr. Phil. Or you might can even glean a morsel or two of…
Tag: Family
The family that kicks together, sticks togeth – ahhh, too cheesy
For me and my kids, it’s like waiting for Christmas. Well, it is for me anyway. It’s like waiting for the last day of school. Or for the braces to come off. Or to finally take that summer vacation. It’s the World Cup. And my kids and I have been waiting for it for four…
He Has Questions. I Lack Answers.
My son is known for asking questions. A LOT of questions. And I’m known for being short on answers. VERY short. So once again, here is a sampling of some of the questions my son has been asking lately. And either some of the answers I didn’t have or some of the answers I would…
Dog’s Name Causes Confusion
As the first anniversary of my blog comes up on Saturday, I’m re-blogging one of the most popular posts. I want to thank everyone for all of the encouragement and support over the past year. Several years ago, my wife, daughter, and I lived in a small town next to a church, where I served…
Roughin’ It
I’m not much into camping or living off the land. In fact, I probably wouldn’t know there was an outdoors if I didn’t encounter it every day . . . as I walk from my office to my car. But my son . . . well, he’s different. He loves to camp – in my…
How I unwittingly became a criminal
It was a dark and stormy night . . . Ok, it wasn’t really dark. Or stormy. In fact, it was a bright, sunny August day. But dark and stormy would have at least given me an excuse for one of my most embarrassing moments. It was the summer before my senior year in high…
Sick child cured by Guitar Hero . . . maybe
My son has been sick here the last few days. He’s had a cough that sounds like a herd of opossum running around the race track with money on the line (I know this because I’ve seen them under our house. I lost almost $300 betting on them, too. But the corned beef sanchwiches were…
The worst Saturday of my life
It’s difficult to watch anyone suffer, but it’s even more so when you have to watch a loved one suffer and there’s nothing you can do. You feel helpless. If only you could do something, anything, to help. And then sometimes, you can, if only a little . . . It was a Saturday in…
More than filling a vacancy
I once made a terrible mistake. Yeah, yeah. I know. I’ve made a lot of mistakes over the course of my life. But this one . . . it was the worst. If you’ve never read my blog, let me give you a little background. My wife and I had our son in October of 2003.…
Why my son is Santa’s least favorite customer
In the world, someone is always the smartest. Someone is the fastest. Someone is even the best at playing the game Operation, or working a jigsaw puzzle. In fact. there’s someone in the world who is the Best Organizer of Food in the Refrigerator. (But that’s not me. I do have a system. Well, sort…
Holding together the jello 