The sands of time will continue to slip by but there’s comfort in knowing that much of parenting life remains the same. The hemline of our pants changes with every generation, but the decades and centuries do little to alter the basic marching order of any parent: keep our kids […]
Every year around this time, I have some version of the same conversation as I try to get my daughters to love baseball. “3 strikes is an out” “A foul ball is a strike except if there’s already 2 strikes” “A runner can tag up and try to advance to […]
We’re wrapping up dinner, passing around the bowl of string beans to finish them off because they make for dreadfully rubbery leftovers, when I make a relatively harmless remark she doesn’t appreciate full stop. The mood around the whole of the kitchen table sours as her shoulders drop. She then […]
“The last thing any suburban middle class child needs is another stuffed animal.” — Me Meet our two new stuffed animals, Jenny Dee and Onion. That’s right, Onion…in a cowboy hat. What? I’m weak, don’t judge. I’ve been traveling a lot over the course of the past few months, far […]
There’s no logical explanation for the opportunities I’ve been granted over the past 18-24 months. This crazy dad blog/social media/photography life has taken me to some superb places and along the way I’ve met some even more superb people while doing, frankly, some ridiculously rad things (like racing a Toyota […]
More so at the neighborhood shed in the portion of Liverpool painted blue than at the stadium on the baby blue side of Manchester 45 minutes away, big time football is an intimate family affair. Like a hankering for meat pies and a distaste for the cherry red side of […]
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From a purely geographical standpoint, my wife and I grew up in the same world. Although we didn’t know it at the time, we were exactly 26.2 miles from each other as kids. In every other category not measurable by running a marathon, however, our childhoods were worlds apart. For […]
