Tag: single parents

Standing on the sidelines

This time of year, it’s hard to turn around without bumping into a college football bowl game. That’s fine by me. I love football. As I’ve told some friends, if they ever start broadcasting Russian peewee football, I’ll probably watch part of it. So it was a lot of fun a few weeks ago when I was…

On being a father

For my son . . . You don’t know this, but I often watch you while you sleep. I’m always struck by the peaceful look on your face – so young and innocent. And peaceful. Very often in your sleep, you look like you don’t have any cares in the world. I’m also often struck by…

I’m not a doctor, but I did stay at a . . .

For years, I’ve been told that I should have been a doctor. This has very little to do with my intellect or compassion or even applying a simple band-aid from time to time. Nope. This observation comes solely from the fact that I have horrendous handwriting. It’s pretty awful. But that’s honestly the only thing that even…

I never knew I made such a scary Halloween costume

There are jokes, and then there are JOKES. My daughter pulled a good one on me yesterday by dressing up in the scariest Halloween costume I’ve ever seen – she dressed up as me! I should have known something was up when the kids kept asking me all week to get a fresh haircut on Thursday…

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…

Soup and cool weather

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…

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 . . .…

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?”…

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…