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Let’s Make Friends

Monday, April 14th, 2014

As I continue to walk through parenthood, I do everything I can to be a great father. My son deserves a father who will equip him to stand on his own, know who he is, and reach for great things. We all deserve that. The trouble is all fathers are imperfect, so we fall short of what our little ones need and deserve.

As we discover shared interests it’s fairly natural for me to instruct and guide the boy in something I already enjoy. We’ve had some fun bonding moments of late. Now that he’s skiing and becoming more active, I expect there will be many more.

The struggle for me is trying to guide him in areas I don’t like or ways where his wiring runs counter to my own circuitry. Some are already clear, and his personality is stretching me in ways he doesn’t even realize.

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A Father-Son Story

Monday, November 11th, 2013

My son’s introduction to Star Wars now has new twists I didn’t imagine the last time I shared my ineptitude.

I continue to be surprised by the things that stick in our little guy’s mind. Luckily, there are few things that are scaring him, but plenty to obsess over. At the moment, Darth Vader (Dartha Veda to those of you following along) continues to be the coolest thing in the Universe thanks to the boy’s incredibly cool Halloween costume and a successful trick-or-treat adventure as Mini-Vader.

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Geek Tragedy

Tuesday, October 29th, 2013

I consider myself a fairly tame member of the geek world. I’ve never attended Comic-con. I don’t dress up. Many video games and TV shows have passed me by without my time or concern. Yet I can still hold my own in conversations about those worlds and fantasies that marked my life experience and shaped my love for story. As a child of the seventies and eighties, Star Wars tops the list. And without effort I have maintained a strangely encyclopedic memory of the characters and events a long time ago in a galaxy far far away.

But now I’m facing the dilemma of Geek parents everywhere; introducing my young son to Star Wars and the other fantastic stories I enjoyed at his age and still enjoy today.

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4 Decades, Part 4 – 30 to 39 years

Saturday, October 19th, 2013

I’ve reached the fourth and final decade in my recollections on turning 40. (Part 1, Part 2, Part 3) In this latest ten years are some of the biggest moments, largest risks, and most unexpected cherished memories.

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Lessons in Spit

Monday, March 11th, 2013

Going out to eat with my son is like trying to lead a prayer group with a strobe light. It’s distracting to say the least, and never a calming experience. He’s not much of an eater and would rather use the booth as a jungle gym. But not long ago we’d been out to dinner and my son had eaten almost as much as I did. It was strange and exciting. But, I guess I should have known something else was coming.

My wife was fighting sickness so she crashed early and I was on monitor duty in case the boy exploded. Turns out, that wasn’t far from the truth.

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That’s My Penis

Monday, October 1st, 2012

I’ve realized that when it comes to bodily functions, I’m a bit of a puritan. In junior high when boys decide that all the best jokes contain waste, I was always the first to be disgusted. And then in college we had a guy in our dorm nicknamed “the phantom shitter” because he liked to leave piles in conspicuous places. Everyone was disturbed, but I found this so unfathomable that I concluded the culprit had to be the evolutionary missing link.

Truth be told, it goes beyond shit jokes and poor bathroom skills and extends to public nudity and even propriety in my own home. I don’t skinny dip, even when my friends have been drawn to the taboo or freedom of the moment. (Or in some cases those friends who take any excuse to be naked and really have no business doing so.) In fact, I try to not even pee in front of my wife. I don’t have anything to be ashamed of here… I just don’t like to. Call me a prude.

This is a real problem once you have kids. Human or otherwise.

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Death to Funerals

Monday, August 20th, 2012

On a recent hike with one of my best friends I mentioned my distain for funerals and he nodded knowingly. You see, he turns 40 this year – and I’m only a year away – so deep conversations are more prone to brush up against things like mortality. But when I elaborated he realized that my commentary was not something he expected or knew I felt, so he stopped me and said… “You really ought to blog about that.”

So. Here I am.

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Don’t Shit-on, Fertilize

Monday, July 9th, 2012

Our little man is now two and a half and his vocabulary grows exponentially. My wife and I both make an effort to call things what they are and be specific and his little parrot mind locks all these new words away, categorizes them, and spits them back out correctly when we least expect. Click to continue »

You’re Doing It Wrong

Monday, May 7th, 2012

As an adult we get the illusion we’ve got things together and we’re presenting an articulate and refined person to the world. I watch this in myself and others with great fascination and I’ve written before about things not being as they seem on the outside. But once you start raising a person who uses your façade as a blueprint, the cracks in your perfect presentation become quite glaring.

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Fearless Leader

Monday, February 27th, 2012

This weekend the kids and I went on a walk. By kids I mean the furry four-legged one and the blonde two-legged one. By walk, I mean a painfully slow ramble down the street in front of our house. Thankfully, we have a dead-end road so wandering down the middle isn’t a problem, and the view is quite spectacular so it forces me to pause and feel blessed. It also teaches me things I don’t expect.

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