Our Home Was Infested (with kids)

Our Home Was Infested (with kids)

Lyd’s friend’s Mom dropped her off from summer school the other day. When they arrived, I grabbed Reg and stepped outside to greet them. Of course, Lyd’s friend had to walk Lyd up to the door….along with her little sister. They said hi to me then continued to walk past me and into the house. I shrugged and began shooting the breeze with the Mom. By now the little brother wanted a piece of this action, he unbuckled himself and…

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Dads Are Better Than Blankets

Dads Are Better Than Blankets

It was a long day at work. I had tougher days physically. But this one was just nonstop and unrelenting. The commute Home was difficult as well. There was an incident on the road, traffic was bumper to bumper and crawling. I came home tired, a little grumpy, and hungry. Removing my work boots was a notably pleasant part of my day. I collapsed on the couch, stretched out and closed my eyes. A minute or two later I felt…

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Choose Your Fights Wisely

Choose Your Fights Wisely

Rare is the evening where my brain’s eloquence matches my tongue’s eloquence. I just had one of those evenings. My youngest, Reggie, is…how do I put it? She’s a strong-willed child, a spirited child. Who am I kidding? She can be a major jackass at times. She’s also a sweetie! But she has a natural talent for pushing buttons and she exploits this talent often. My oldest, Lyd is for the most part a much better behaved kid. She’s more…

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Abused Dad

Abused Dad

This would be my point of view of my youngest one standing on my chest. Enjoy this little bit of abuse Dad…it won’t be much longer before she’ll be too big to do this.

Trash Talking with the Youngsters

Trash Talking with the Youngsters

Our School District is kind enough to offer jump start summer programs for the students. “So…it’s summer school?” I asked. “No…well yes…but not like summer school when we were young.” Annie replied, “It’s educational fun stuff, Lydie’s involved in a stage production of the Lion King, she’s also taking a Learning with Legos course.” I certainly wasn’t about to criticize it, it’s summer vacation, any opportunity to get my obnoxiously bored little girl out of the house for a couple…

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Regina’s Head Games Vol I

Regina’s Head Games Vol I

My little girl plays head games. Lyd’s teacher last year was Mrs. Rashid and Lyd’s Principal was Mrs. Endres-Lovell. This distinction matters here, so again, Teacher = Rashid, Principal = Endres-Lovell. Are we clear? Principal Endres-Lovell is often outside expediting the drop-off line. She’s opening van doors, helping the little ones out before wishing us all a good morning, It’s a pretty handy service she offers. One morning we’re waiting in the line, Reggie craned her head up and said,…

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Manivans!

Manivans!

Once upon a time, before I was a car owner, I’d peruse all the automobile magazines fantasizing about the cars I would drive. It changed from time to time. I had a Corvette phase, a Camaro phase, ooh! How about a Mustang? Maybe I could go to one of those auctions and get a GTO. Yeah, go classic. I could like totally restore it! Then I began thinking more “practically” Maybe a Suburban or Jeep Wrangler (they are so versatile,…

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Playing Uno with Lydia

Playing Uno with Lydia

“Lyd! Wanna learn a new game?” “Sure!” “It’s called Uno. I played this game with Grandma when I was your age. The goal is to be the first to get down to one, or, Uno, card. Whoever does this first yells ‘Uno!’ and that player wins.” A few minutes later, my smile was a little strained. Lydia asked, “What does ‘+4’ mean?” (seriously?) “Well If you lay that one down, I have to draw four cards…and…you just put down a…

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Lydia’s Last Day of Kindergarten

Lydia’s Last Day of Kindergarten

Today, I washed, dressed and dropped off Lyd for her final day as a Kindergartner. With the exception of my visiting Sister-In-Law expediting, it was not an abnormal morning, it was the everyday chaos, remind Lyd to keep eating her breakfast, braid her hair, make sure her backpack is packed and ready. Before I knew it, I was dropping Lydia off at her Primary School for the final time. It began sinking in right about then. Every day my little…

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A Beautiful and Unassuming Life

A Beautiful and Unassuming Life

Over the previous year, he had aged drastically. Breathing was a struggle, moving was a struggle. Bodily functions were beginning to fail. He had become feeble. He was dying. A nurse came in to check his IV, she was tired, it was a long shift, the filter between her brain and mouth was beginning to break down. “Hmm” she said, “You have skinny arms!” Something woke up within him, his jaw tightened, “Yeah?” he replied, “Well you have a fat…

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