Tag: kids

Happy Father’s Day

Here it is dads, the day we’ve been waiting for. Father’s Day. On your day to be honored, I hope you’ll remember that’s it’s not this particular date on the calendar that makes today a special one. Instead, it’s the family in our lives that make Father’s Day what it is. While you’re being honored…

The promise of a gift

A couple of weeks ago, my son asked me for the first time this year, “Dad, what do you want for Father’s Day?”  Simple enough. And like many of you (for Father’s or Mother’s Day), I hadn’t given it any thought, and I really didn’t have any idea. In fact, there was nothing that I really…

Tonight on “It’s Just Nature” . . .

(You should read the following with an Australian accent. Oh, and pretend you’re wearing one of those really cool safari hats. I promise not to tell anyone) G’day everyone and welcome to this week’s edition of It’s Just Nature. As we do every week, we’ll be journeying to some of THE most remote locations on…

A lazy Sunday morning

“Dad, in which of the Fast and Furious movies was there a tribute to Paul Walker?” I looked up from my newspaper. It’s only the end of May, but I was reading about new shows coming on in the fall, shows that I would never remember once that season actually arrived. My son had just…

I don’t look good in a dress

Just a week ago was Mother’s Day, and as you can imagine, it’s not necessarily the best day around our house. Each year brings bittersweet emotions: memories both good and bad, phone calls to wish the grandmothers a happy day, and a church service that welcomes and praises all the mothers present. But I’m often left…

A “Best” is THE best

As I sit at my computer this morning, there are ominous piles of paper stacked around me. Piles stacked dangerously high. If my desk was a ski resort, the slopes would be closed to protect the safety of visitors. In other parts of the house, clean dishes diminish, while dirty clothes accumulate. I see the…

Kids say (and eat) the darnedest things

When it comes to sick kids, there are basically three types of parents. First, there are the parents you see in a typical comedy at the theater: parents teetering on falling into chaos as panic sets in. Then there’s the more normal parents. The ones who calmly assess the situation, show a balance of concern,…

The Hero is in the Eye of the Beholder

I don’t wear a cape. Or fly. Or even have x-ray vision (although that would be a nice super power to have). In fact, about the closest I feel to accomplishing anything even remotely heroic is fixing my son’s lunch in time to take him to school.  But I recently found out that even if I…

If I’m not a dad, then what am I?

It’s a question that’s been hovering around me in recent weeks, pecking away. And it’s this: if I’m not parenting, if I’m not in full-on Dad Mode, then what should I be doing? And, more disturbing, who am I? For some time now my life has been defined as much by my role as a…