No Crust!
[Note: This is the point where I ignore the fact that I haven’t written in weeks. Writer’s block mixed with vacation and summer craziness is a killer…] So, at what point does the crust on bread become evil, and when Continue reading
[Note: This is the point where I ignore the fact that I haven’t written in weeks. Writer’s block mixed with vacation and summer craziness is a killer…] So, at what point does the crust on bread become evil, and when Continue reading
As you may recall, we have a skeptic in our midst. But, for some reason, the Easter Bunny and the Tooth Fairy are sacrosanct. This has been relatively enforced by our older brother. Recently, M has been losing his teeth. The second tooth Continue reading
We have entered into a new realm here tonight. M is now officially losing his baby teeth. Seen above is the last picture he’ll have for a few years with all his teeth in place. He is ecstatic. He has Continue reading
It is hard to believe that six years have gone by, but it was that long ago that your mother and I were sitting in a hospital room wondering when you’d decide to arrive. We had been there two days Continue reading
We had our first taste of bullying this week and it had left me frustrated and angry. I came home from work on Thursday and asked the boys how school was. C gave his standard answer of “good.” M gave Continue reading
Ah, school vacation week. Never a dull moment when you have to work, but the kids have to stay home. We survived, though. A trip down to VA to see the new nephew, a day working from home, a day Continue reading
This past Saturday was the first in a very long time that we had absolutely nothing to do. I, however, did the one thing you never do on such an occasion, I talked about it. To wit, I announced it Continue reading
The characters: Dad (me), C (age 7), M (age 5) and my brain (sleep addled). The setting: the bathroom at 7:15 am on a school/work day Dad is in the shower. It is early and he is trying to wash Continue reading
This post is largely inspired by my two brothers, each of whom are soon to be fathers. I have tried to gently work in some advice to them, but their day is coming soon and its time to rip the Continue reading
So, week two of DADuary asks: Why do men (and boys) need other men for support? What is it a man truly has to offer another man, and how does that process even begin? This is an odd question to Continue reading