My boy Adam is a climber. The only think he likes better than climbing is leaping.
We now pause this entry for a little reconsideration.
On second thought, it’s hard to figure how much a boy likes to climb when he also likes to leap. Think about it.
It’s getting to the point were I’m considering taking Adam’s craft table and chairs out of our family room. It’s a…
I suspect this isn’t necessary. It’s probably obvious from my writing: I’m afraid of my own shadow.
Not everything scares me, just every time I open myself to any kind of judgement. It’s the reason why I’ve rarely commented on news stories or blogs that I read. In the last year I’ve tried to change that a little, challenging myself to take a risk (like leaving a…
I can excuse Cheryl. She’s always saying her job sucks. But me? I’m supposed to be the lucky one, the one that glows from the daily infusion of fulfillment that work provides.
So explain this conversation to me.
“Hi John. Adam’s teacher just called me and Adam is throwing up all over the place.”
“So you want me to pick him up?”
“No, I’ll pick…
I’ve been avoiding the local news lately, so it was news to me when Cheryl told me about that storm near Puerto Rico – the one I hear was designated “Subtropical Storm Olga” about thirty minutes ago.
Somewhere I heard this is mid-December, but I can just look outside at my thermometer and dismiss this as a crazy rumor. The needle is getting way to close to 90F for this to…
Either Monday or Tuesday I usually get to the “Wait, Wait…” podcast on my iPod. Well, it’s late Monday evening and I still haven’t listened… which is probably a good thing. I’m not sure I could have trusted myself to have heard this correctly:
(White House Press Secretary, Dana Perino on NPR)
Salon.com Politics | “Oh, Dana”:
Appearing on…
The other night Cheryl and I were having a discussion about the feasibility of vertical diaper changing. We were having this discussion in front of Adam; diaper change in progress. We don’t normally argue in front of the kids, but in our defense it wasn’t really an argument… more a vigorous exchange of thoughts and ideas.
At one point I said to Cheryl, “listen, I’ve…
At Last! The new camera finally arrived. Now my only problem is there haven’t been enough things to photograph. I thought this weekend would offer up lots of opportunity, but the open house at Honeywell wasn’t completely open. There were no cameras allowed.
I really should have known. If I’d given it any thought, I wouldn’t have set myself up for disappointment. Now…
In case you’re one of the folks I haven’t told in person, Adam’s appointment with the neurosurgeon went as expected. The cysts in his brain are not cause for concern, as long as there are no symptoms. The doctor was kind and patient, and Cheryl left with a good impression, and less anxiety.
Can you ask for anything more from a doctor visit?
Although she didn’t think Adam…