Tenting in the rain is kind of like going through labor. There are moments when you’d rather be anywhere else but where you are, and there are definitely moments when you KNOW you will never get yourself in this predicament again, and there are moments when shooting yourself seems like the best option.
How to be a good dad. (advice from a daughter who had one of the best)
1. Read to her. Yes. But more importantly than that – tell her your stories. On the way to school, on the way to a game, on a walk – tell her the [...]
Apparently I don’t have a core. I have the rib that came out of Adam and a stomach and the belly that comes with it. But somehow I was absent the day they passed out cores. My boys were on day 12 of their P90X challenge and so one evening last week [...]
The bell rang at 11am and school was out for the summer. Elementary kids seemed beyond thrilled. Meanwhile, on the other side of the school, it was quite melancholy. Lots of tears and hugs and frowns and puffy eyes. I think that says a lot for Shalom Christian Academy. High School especially – [...]
It happened something like this.
She was 24 years old and sitting in a hospital bed soaking in a sweet little newborn in a onesie. Then the next day she watched the Osh-Kosh’d overall’d boy push the bubble mower across the lawn. A week later he was marching off to preschool [...]
“Is everything okay?” I ask him as he sits there unusually quiet. “Yeah” is all he says. I wait and swallow big and he still says nothing more. “Are you sure? Did you have a good day at school?”, I ask again feeling like I already know the answer. And he shrugs his [...]
We slice up our watermelons, hull the berries, toss the salad, and shape the burgers. We pack up our coolers, and our lawn chairs, our frisbees and wiffle balls. We put on our red, white, and blue t-shirts and sunscreen and sunglasses. We stick flags in our flower beds and decorate cool whip [...]
I don’t go far away with all four boys and no hubby very often. Driving is not my specialty. (just ask the bridge on Social Island Road that I hit) (twice) (or the parking lot at Food Lion) (or most any curb in America) However, my hubby had to work and it is Memorial [...]
After a week of running to and fro and hither and yon and to school and back and back to school again.
After ballgames and practices and concerts and appointments and meetings and programs and late nights and early mornings.
After all that stuff and a few things more.
“It’s the most wonderful time of the year” the 3rd grader is bellowing out from his bedroom this morning, so loudly I might add that the dad (in the opposite end of the house down below) asks me, “Why does he sing Christmas carols all the time?” And really? That is a good [...]