‘Cause every night I lie in bed The brightest colors fill my head A million dreams are keeping me awake I think of what the world could be A vision of the one I see A million dreams is all it’s gonna take A million dreams for the world we’re gonna make This is the
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Back to The Mailbox
Listen, I wasn’t ready to be an empty-nester for at least another 10 years. This is all messed up. The house is oddly quiet. We’ve been here without kids before but this is different. Cassie the Dog doesn’t know what to make of all of it. She’s been sitting next to me, looking at the
The Force Awakens
Today Chloe turns 8. It has been quite a year for her; for all of us really. Last year, on this day, I wrote about how we had brought home 2 new members of the family: Willy and Charlie (kittens). Just over 3 months later, Willy died. He had a rare kitten disease that was
Saving Up
Today Julianna turned 9. Quite a year huh? I’ve been writing these birthday blog posts for a bunch of years for each girl. I’ve always found that its a nice way to reflect on the year as it relates to each girl; to think about the struggles they’ve encountered, the victories they’ve achieved, and the
SPARK
I’d feel remiss if I didn’t mark today in someway and how it affects my daughters. Yesterday morning (November 8, 2016), the first thing Chloe asked was if Hillary had won. She knew it was election day. I explained that while Mommy and I had already voted, most people were going to vote today and
Electing Presidential
“Daddy, who are you going to vote for?” I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about this one. I’ve spent a lot of time thinking about how to find a balance between getting political and keeping consistent with the point of this blog. My goal in this post is not to make a political statement
‘A’ is for all of us, the old and the new.
Three and a half weeks ago I wrote about dropping Julianna off at camp. It was her 1st day at overnight camp then. Three and a half weeks before that, I wrote about the final preparation for going to overnight camp. Today, I am writing about picking her up at camp. This, in essence, is
The Mailbox
Three and a half weeks ago, I wrote about what would be happening today. Three and a half weeks from now, it will be done. I am waiting at the mailbox, both figuratively and literally, because that’s how I’ll know. We just dropped Julianna off at overnight camp. Assuming all goes well, she will have
Packing for Camp
Three and a half weeks. In three and a half weeks we will drop Julianna off at overnight camp. As an avid reader of this blog, you might remember a post I wrote 2 years ago about her first day at day camp. That day went well. The day camp experience is very different than
Goodnight (and Good Riddance)
Today Chloe turns 7. I’ve been trying to figure out exactly how I’d sum up her year, as I typically do in these posts and I think I have it nailed: TL;DR – Comedy. I’ve known Chloe for 7 years, which is essentially 100% of her life. At the beginning of her life, I was