Man of Steel
For Father’s Day last year, the boys found a pair of Superman boxers that they thought would be perfect for me. My darling wife, ever watching my back, thought it would be amusing to appease them. And so, I have Continue reading
For Father’s Day last year, the boys found a pair of Superman boxers that they thought would be perfect for me. My darling wife, ever watching my back, thought it would be amusing to appease them. And so, I have Continue reading
Fellow parents, I need your advice. I am an introvert. Nature says so, Myers-Briggs says so. As a child I was like a black hole of being social. My wife is an extrovert. She is a supernova of personality. Together Continue reading
As I mention in the byline for this blog, my kids did not come with a manual. I was led to believe that there would be a manual. It didn’t have to be comprehensive, but you have “What to expect Continue reading
So, we’ve learned two things this week: genetics can be a bad thing, but a blow to the head may not be. First up: genetics. I have bad teeth, have since I was a child. My lovely wife has good Continue reading
Public disclaimer: I will acknowledge up front that I am a devoted Apple fanboi (did I use that word right?). I cringe at work every day when I have to touch my Windows machine (okay, mainly I hate being forced Continue reading
I could have sworn I made a promise to myself to write here more often. That apparently didn’t work. Internet time in February was dedicated to Egypt, Bahrain and Libya. Dad blog fell by the way side. During that time, Continue reading
Anyone remember cootie shots? When your friend, or classmate, would helpfully punch you in the arm to inoculate you against the unknown disease that the girls (or boys) in the class might have been carrying. One of the more painful, Continue reading
Santa was good to us this year. The boys had no real desires, so shopping was something of a challenge, but success was had. Interestingly, there were some nostalgia inducing gifts this year. I was responsible for one such gift, Continue reading
This morning started out like any other. I wake up and go to try and get the boys out of bed. Let’s stop right there. Why is it on school days I have to drag them out of bed, but Continue reading
Emotions are tricky things. Children are trickier. Mix the two and you have a volatile substance that cries out to be juggled. I have never claimed to be the most emotionally stable person. I am prone to snap responses, yelling Continue reading