The other day my son announced his intention to launch himself into space on a one-way journey to explore the galaxy. As his father, I should be used to him making grand, above-his-age statements (he’s only 6), but hearing my first grader calmly state his dream to die in space threw me off a bit. He was… Continue reading A Son’s Dream, A Father’s Fear
So I’m sitting here this morning, listening to Jon and Ella play. Over and over Ella keeps emphasizing to Jon that the figures they are playing with are “monster fighters – they fight monsters so normal people don’t have to.” Anytime that declaration is made, it is quickly followed by a series of “Hi-yah! Bam!… Continue reading Monster Fighters
Sunday is Father’s Day. Do your dad a favor – don’t go the tie route. Get him something nifty, like an electric razor or some boxer shorts. You know: show a little creativity in your choice of banal, inexpensive gifts! After all, dad will pretend to like whatever you buy him, so why put in… Continue reading Just Like Dad
This isn’t going to be anything meaningful, just a brief observation and perhaps a shout out to all the other parents of small boys out there. Lately, I’ve noticed that my son has exactly two volume settings: “Low” and “Ear-shattering”. He seems to prefer “Ear-shattering”. A lot. He’s not an obnoxious kid by any stretch… Continue reading Where’s the Volume Control?
This morning, because he was climbing the walls, I put my son in my car and took him for a drive. We ran an errand for work first, then headed down Highway 78, eastbound. We passed through Loganville, Between, Monroe…and as the mile markers swept by, Jon asked me where we were going. “I don’t… Continue reading When Anything Was Possible