Writing about life... unrefined.
My son’s room is always a mess. Every time I look into his room, I see two things: 1) clothes, and 2) Legos. Everywhere! I once tried to organize his Lego collection. We used clear tackle boxes and separated them by sizes, shapes, and colors. Eventually, however, my son’s collection grew beyond any ability to [...]
“Did you just walk under that ladder?” My daughter turned back to me, tilted her head to the side, wrinkled her nose, and did that thing with her brows that her dad does when he’s confused about how to answer me. “Ummm… yeah?” “It’s bad luck,” I said as I went to walk around the [...]
Dining out is something that the Joneses like to do. Maybe a little too much. Some nights, it’s just Mr. Jones and me, but we don’t always opt to leave the kids home. They deserve a nice night out, too, right? Barring the occasional refereeing that comes from eating in or out with kids, enjoying [...]
My son was working in a group on word problems with his teacher at school the other day. One section was on ones, tens, and hundreds in every day situations. The question was: Is your grandfather: 5, 50, or 500? After a quick second of confusion, my son blurted out: “Mrs. Smith… my DAD’s 50!” [...]
Thanks to Plum Organics for sponsoring my post about fun kid photos and the stories behind them. Enter Plum’s “Babies for Yum Caption Contest” on Facebook; and you could win a $100 gift card or Plum goodies. Last summer, the kids and I moved into the Sugar Shack. It was an exhausting move, mentally and [...]
When I’m not posting here, I’m getting my slack on over at Aiming Low. Recently, I shared my method for teaching kids everything they need to know about S-E-X… with fish. There’s even a video with banjo music. Enjoy!
On the day you were born, the round planet Earth turned toward your morning sky… whirling past darkness… spinning the night… into light. I used to read that book to my oldest kid when she was a toddler. She loved the pictures and the stories about the sun, the moon, and all the animals… [...]
