(Sigh) Until last week, a furry little bone of contention has be running around our house for the past 3½ years. Before that, he was just the family (read: my wife’s) cat. Just before our son was born, I realized … Continue reading
Today is a beautiful day to be out on the lake. It’s not sunny, but it’s comfortably warm and there’s just a hint of a breeze. It’s so quiet—just a gentle ripple on the water. It’s perfect. Unfortunately… Im sitting … Continue reading
Setting: My three-year-old son fights with my wife as she tries to put him into his car seat. I’m putting groceries into the back of our small SUV. Son: Leave my alone! Leave my alone! Me: Hey Kiddo, it’s “Leave … Continue reading
In the early years, most of parenting revolves around protecting your kid from your stuff and your stuff from your kid.
Parenting a toddler and honesty are nearly strangers in my house.
If you don’t want to know the truth about the Easter Bunny, stop reading now. Okay. The truth: There is no Easter Bunny, of course. As everyone over the age of seven can guess, in my house, my wife and … Continue reading
God made toddlers ticklish so we don’t have to beat ‘em to get them into their car seats.