Monthly Archives: March 2015

On a Sunday afternoon I went finding my family down by Chantry Flat No phones, no games, no schedule.. just us, and a canyon trail We hiked through the woods and took our time along the way Snapping pictures on … Continue reading →

It was long before my kids Alicia and Andreya. It was long before I had a house, or a college degree, or a big paycheck from my first professional job. Long before all of these things there were only two … Continue reading →

The morning started with the “doe eyes”… the “puppy dog” eyes… the “dadddyyyyyyy” eyes. My daughter gave me the look, the irresistible look, the unavoidable look, the “I’ve got you wrapped around my finger look”. She wanted new shoes. And … Continue reading →

Starbucks wants to talk race relations in this country. Well I don’t necessarily want to hash it out with my barista over a cup of coffee but no doubt my family is part of the melting pot. I am white. … Continue reading →

I am writing this from my observation room in urgent care where I am currently hooked up to an IV and an EKG after undergoing blood work and X-rays on my chest. Not exactly what I expected to be doing … Continue reading →

Holy crap you’re ten Where did the time go Double digits are here As you continue to grow A baby to a little girl Now a girl on her way I don’t know when it happened It seems like yesterday … Continue reading →

It was Saturday morning and the kids had piled into the bed right on top of their mom and me.. you know that one cheek on one cheek off thing parents have to do to squish in… I grabbed my … Continue reading →

My kids think I can’t cook. I think the kids think the kitchen is my enemy. So on one afternoon I set out to show them I was anything BUT square… I was a little triangle… as in Hamantashan… a … Continue reading →

I just wanted to share the news! One of my favorite Dadmissions essays has been picked for the second edition of the Dads Behaving Dadly anthology tentatively out this June. The book’s full title is Dads Behaving DADLY 2: More … Continue reading →