I’m driving my eight year old daughter to school. In tow is the six year old girl(now on summer vacation), the five year old girl, the three year old boy, and the almost one year old baby. I don’t know… Continue Reading →
Put this story in the “yeah, the world’s about as messed up as I figured” file. Catholic teens feel no more guilt than other U.S. teenagers, according to the Free Republic. If they cheated on an exam, lied to their… Continue Reading →
My three year old boy walks around with his blanket, which is actually an old sleeping bag. We’ve recently started leaving it at home when we go out. That was a big step, believe me. This is not our first… Continue Reading →
I just found Blessed Among Men a few weeks ago. It’s a funny and touching site about a mother raising her five boys. I thought this one really hit home for me. As a father of four daughters and one… Continue Reading →
Karen, with 7 year old son in tow, makes a trip to Best Buy. Hilarity Ensues. She hopes a jury won’t convict her but she may be willing to take the chance. Check her out over at Some Have Hats…. Continue Reading →
My children had off from school Thursday and Friday. So I took them to see “Horton Hears a Who” yesterday which they all loved. And I liked it as well though I couldn’t help but make the analogy to the… Continue Reading →
An anti-social man said today that he hopes his guests will arrive soon. While some experts are saying they believe this new attitude to be an emotional breakthrough, some are more skeptical. Matthew Archbold, who frequently writes for the blog… Continue Reading →
I’m a man. So therefore I keep score. Of everything. I could go days upon days secretly tallying my efforts and comparing them to my wife’s efforts. In my mind, she typically comes up a little short. I think of… Continue Reading →
I was reading a post over at the wonderful DanielleBean.com.In this post she responds to some female readers who are on the fence about having a 3rd, 4th, or 5th child. Danielle ponders why this topic seems to come up… Continue Reading →
I asked my wife if she was happy yesterday. A dangerous question to ask, I know. Money is tight. The new baby has us up at odd hours pacing, burping, and cooing. The children are outgrowing their bicycles. The car’s… Continue Reading →
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