The Dad and Son grow close and eat cookies
At our son KD’s 3rd or 4th birthday, his grandmother made an amazing chocolate buttercream cake. As I watched KD wolf his down, he turned bright red.
At our son KD’s 3rd or 4th birthday, his grandmother made an amazing chocolate buttercream cake. As I watched KD wolf his down, he turned bright red.
When T read my latest blog, grief to anxiety and depression to adhd he told me that it was really well written, but he suggested
My sister died on January 1, after a brief struggle with cancer. The rest of the year hasn’t been much better. Things are good at
I’ve been working with “John” for a couple months. He’s one of those super bright guys who works in a highly creative field. Much of
July 1 was Captain Mommy and my 23rd anniversary. The prediction was for 108 degrees, which made for a perfect day to pack the car
I went to a training recently, and the person encouraged us to write about themes we consistently hear about in our office. Thinking on it,
A while ago, I saw my train in the distance, and I knew it was about three minutes away. I was about 90 seconds out,
I’m a decent juggler. Not all that crazy stuff like juggling swords or things lit on fire. But I’m solid with three balls or beanbags.
Christmas is approaching, and it’s time for FAMILY. Although there are plenty of reasons to opt out (e.g. lingering concerns about COVID-19 and travel or
KD (our 15-year-old son) is a huge Giants fan, and I roll hardcore with the Dodgers. This morning he told me the Giants have spent