I love fall. And this year has been especially nice. (Well, especially nice after the temperature finally dropped below 90 on a regular basis). Cooler weather means many things. It means it’s time to break out some of the warm-weather clothes like sweatshirts and jackets, and, for me, long shorts. I love the sights and…
Tag: parenting
But is he old enough to shave?
This morning I saw something completely shocking. Something that made me question everything about my life. I came home from running this morning at 6:30. And when I opened the door, I saw my son, standing in the kitchen already dressed for school and making his own breakfast. My first thought was . . .…
My daughter’s birth . . . or mouth-watering barbecue?
Most guys will do almost anything to be present at the birth of their first child. But me? Well, I almost missed my daughter being born so that I could eat barbecue. Ok, I’ll admit, it is delicious, mouth-watering, lick-your-fingers good barbecue. But still . . . The due date for my daughter was originally…
My last day
I’m sure when some readers saw that title, there was a collective Wooohoooo! No more blog posts! But not that kind of last day. Last week, when I was coming in from a long night after broadcasting football, I was battling a bad headache. Again. I’ve had several lately, but this one seemed especially bad.…
10 years old . . . in the blink of an eye
Today is my son’s 10th birthday. And it’s really hard to believe. Yesterday was his last day in single digits. He told me that no fewer than 283 times over the past week. Today, he moves into double digits. And as my son told me yesterday, “Ten years . . . where did the time go?”…
He’s willing to die for the king, but . . .
My son and I had an interesting conversation the other day. If you’ve read the blog before, you’ve probably come to realize that almost every conversation with my son is interesting. It turns out my son’s class is studying medieval times, and he has really enjoyed it. He’s enjoyed it so much that he thinks…
My daughter and the REALLY BIG BOWL
My kids are great (ok, I might be a bit biased here). They’re both very smart, and funny, and all that good stuff. But one thing my kids have never been great at is looking for stuff. For example, you could send my son into an empty room containing just one toy, and he would…
My son . . . real estate mogul?
There’s something that’s been going on at my house that I’ve been hesitant to write about. I find it . . . hmmmmm . . . disturbing. There’s really no other word for it. Over the last few weeks, my son has expressed an interest in, how shall I say this, pretty much owning the…
The Tale of the Sharkey
The story of a boy, his chicken, and his bewildered dad. Some kids carry around a teddy bear. Others rely on a toy rabbit or dog. Us? There’s no easy way to say this. My son has a stuffed chicken. And his name is Sharkey. I think it’s pretty much a given that when your kid’s favorite…
Always the right time for a pillow fight
If there’s one thing my son loves, it’s a good pillow fight. Actually, he’s ok with even a bad pillow fight. It doesn’t really matter, as long as pillows are involved. I’m not really sure how we ever started on pillow fights (but really, how does anyone ever start?). But if there’s one thing he…
Holding together the jello 