“Can I call you Miss Rachael?”
“No, but you can call me Dr. Rachael if you want.”
“Wait, are you a real doctor?”
“Yes Beth, I’m a real doctor.”
“Did you go to college?”
“Yes Beth, I went to college.”
“Did you go to college AND medical school?”
“Yes Beth, I went to medical school.”
“O.K., you…
Let me say that most of the folks we’ve dealt with at my daughter’s school have been wonderful. They’ve been kind, patient, understanding, and caring. All the same, next year my daughter will be going to a different school.
Why is she going to a different school? It’s a long story, one I don’t have the energy or inclination to tell right now… but here’s…
On evenings past I have stumbled around in the dark looking for a flashlight that mysteriously wasn’t there. On these dark, perilous journeys through veritable minefields of wheeled children’s toys, I have wondered if the addictive effect of a flashlight on a child is similar to the effect of heroine. Sure, there are a few kinks to work out… like the fact that testing the theory…
Beth and I were leaving Tae Kwon Do and I heard the sound of sudden submersion behind me. I looked back and saw Beth up to her shins in water.
(Defensively) “Dad, I stepped in a puddle by accident!”
(Angrily) “Beth, that’s the only puddle in the parking lot and you had to walk about ten feet out of your way to get to it. The only thing accidental about it is you…
If you walk up the stairs on the third level of the St. Pete Times Forum, you will find two seats right at the top, looking down the stairs from either side of the center handrail, seats 3 and 4, row S. This was where Beth watched her first live hockey game.
Her first impression was, “there are a LOT of people here dad.”
“Yeah, it’s great, nothing like Rays games, is…
A while back, my wife went to a candle party. For the uninitiated, a candle party is a gathering where middle-aged wives get together to buy candles from a traveling salesperson, picture a Tupperware party with a lot of open flames. Anyhoo, Cheryl was surprised to see Beth’s first grade teacher present. Cheryl was further surprised to learn that Beth’s teacher, two years removed…
I feel compelled to blow a little sunshine, where it don’t normally, particularly after my last post, my ode to self-pity. Lets just say that the last Xbox game I bought was the best twenty bucks I’ve spent this fiscal quarter. Beth and I have been blowing away Imperial scum like a couple of Rebel bad boys. We’ve been playing Star Wars Battlefront. We’ve played it a lot…
There’s a saying in fantasy lawyer land (as seen on T.V.): don’t ask the question if you don’t already know the answer. The same can be said for real life parenting. This evening I asked my intrepid daughter if she wanted to play an Xbox game with me. She replied, “I’d rather play the ‘Fairly Odd Parents’ with mom than ‘Star Wars’ with…