This is the box our new central heat and air unit came in. Juliette and I used leftover paint to spruce it up and turn it into a playhouse for the Super Bridgy. I think she really likes it even though she threw a conniption fit because I painted the chimney pink. She wanted it […]
Men Acting Like Boys | Have Gen X men rebelled against the role of provider?
In an editorial in the Pittsburgh Post Gazette, writer Maria Sciullo asserts that growing up has been hard to do for Generation X men as well as their younger, Gen Y counterparts. She cites the research of Professor Gary Cross the author of Men to Boys: The Making of Modern Immaturity. The article discusses glamorizing or […]
Christmas 2009
Thank you for stopping by to check out some of my favorite Christmas pictures. I took some 500 pictures this season, so culling it down to these few was not easy. The snow was coming down hard on Christmas Eve and we still hadn’t taken the kids to see Santa Claus. Thankfully, Santa kept his […]
Playing in the Snow, Building A Snowman (With Pictures)
Isn’t this the most precious picture ever? My little girl Bridgy hugs Frosty after building a snowman with her brother Sullivan and sister Juliette. What an amazing White Christmas in Oklahoma City it was! There’s only a three percent chance every year that Oklahoma City will have a white Christmas, which is exactly what we […]
The Mornings Are Perfect
The mornings are perfect. Especially this morning, with its July rain, and lavender-hued sky. My little boy is up, walking a little sideways, covering one eye with his hand as he rubs away sleep and night. “Good morning,” he says. Then he runs to the bathroom, slams up the lid to the potty and pees; […]
this summer
The following is a poem in the shape of an ice cream cone. Well, sort of. This is an example of ASCII art. this summer, i promise to gripe less about flies that find their way into the house because of kids leaving the back door open. i promise to worry less about mosquitoes carrying […]
Cherishing My Daughter: Saint Super Bridgy
This is my little Saint Super Bridgy. Look how special she is! The light just darts out of her and winds its way into all my dark memories. Every love unrequited (believe me, they weren’t all romantic) – every disappointment, big and large – all of it fades away at the sound of her laughter. […]