A couple years ago, I decided to change my outlook on life wherever possible. I was incredibly negative about almost everything, probably just an awful person to be around. I did the therapy thing, and it would help me for a day or two but then I would slip back into just being a negative... Continue Reading →
Stages
When you are an 8 year old kid, you want to be 10 to be able to play baseball. When you are 13 you want to be 16 to drive, and 18 you want to be 21 to drink (legally). Then everyone tells you it is all downhill from there. Work till your dead....I don’t... Continue Reading →
Traditions
Make traditions...they are good for your soul. Each Week my 13 year old daughter and I watch Survivor together. We make the movie theater butter popcorn, put our phones away, and just stare at the TV. The show is predicable, we know all the moves, and mostly we know who’s going to tribal council before... Continue Reading →
The Other MS
I read a book one time called The Other Wes Moore. It was one of those times you get a book and you feel like it was written just with you in mind. The Other Wes Moore is a narrative non-fiction story that chronicles the lives of two young African-American men that share the same... Continue Reading →
SuperGirl
There are a million words I could use to describe my daughter, but for this story I will just say she is incredibly brave. She is on a competitive cheerleading team. This is not what you might think of with the pomp pomp’s at the basketball game, this is flips, and pyramids, and dancing. They... Continue Reading →
Hannah Montana Movie
The most embarrassing cry of my life happened at a movie theater with my wife and kids sitting next to me. I went to this movie thinking about the money I just wasted seeing this movie in the theater that I know we are going to buy on DVD and watch a billion times anyway... Continue Reading →
Words
Starting a blog has me thinking a ton about words. How many to write, best way to say something, coolest words, best way to get my point across... With my kids I tell them they are allowed to swear with me, to get out their feelings with words when it is just with me. I... Continue Reading →
Dancing Dad
When you become a father, lots of the guy talk is “oh man, now you will be dance recitals your whole life” and the standard response each time you actual are going to one is “sorry, no golf, I HAVE to attend my daughters dance recital”. Most good Dads know that is something you just... Continue Reading →
The Art Studio
Every couple of weeks, my kids and I would sit together and draw pictures that we would sell at our pretend art studio. No picture was thrown away, even if you were not proud of it, it was YOUR work, so we sold it. We would color and fight about the Open/Close Sign and who's... Continue Reading →
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