Enjoy Your Kids

Happy Father’s Day!  Oh wait, that was last week?  Well, I got to celebrate it this past weekend.  Last weekend was our younger son’s birthday (on Sunday) as was our wedding anniversary (12 years! Woot!).  The two things that made me a father were celebrated that same day, so we pushed back my celebration to this past weekend.  No complaintsContinue reading “Enjoy Your Kids”

Childhood Identity – Choose the Right Words

My family and I took a much needed vacation this last week.  Typically this leads to slightly more screen time than normal, and our younger son decided we HAD to watch Cars 3.  Again.  If you have kids, you have probably seen it.  If not, the general premise of this one (spoiler alert!) is Lightning McQueen is nearing theContinue reading “Childhood Identity – Choose the Right Words”

5. The Art of Yelling

My twin sister and I were known as the “Temper Toffles” while in grade school.  Why, you may ask?  Our voices carried very well.  We would get into shouting matches while playing touch football at the bus stop.  We would yell when playing roller hockey with our friends up the street.  It wasn’t always yellingContinue reading “5. The Art of Yelling”

4. Like Father Like Son?

As I mentioned in my first post, I grew up with a dad who was a physician. In that post I probably made the mistake of trying to compare dads of today to our parents or even their parents. The role of “dad” has evolved through the generations. Due to that, I think there areContinue reading “4. Like Father Like Son?”

3. Does COVID-19 and Potty Training Really Have All That Much in Common?

Covid-19.  SARS-CoV-2.  Coronavirus.  “The Virus” as our kids seem to call it.  We all use different names for what is going on at home.  Our world has been turned around in many aspects due to the current pandemic plaguing our country and other countries around the world.  You can’t turn on a TV channel, radio station, Facebook newsfeed, or blog postContinue reading “3. Does COVID-19 and Potty Training Really Have All That Much in Common?”

2. How an Old Bike Tested My Patience and Empathy

I have memories of trying to learn how to ride my bike without training wheels. The bike I had was a marvelous blend of brown, mustard yellow, and more brown. Growing up in West Virginia you were either going up a hill or down a hill, so the concept of NOT using training wheels hauntedContinue reading “2. How an Old Bike Tested My Patience and Empathy”