Category: family

I Ain’t So Handy

I’m taking a break from putting up shelves. I am not a handy guy to have around. I’ve successfully stripped two screws that are both at varying degrees of in-ness. They are so stripped that I can’t even muscle them in with a big flathead screwdriver. Now, if this were the bottom screw of the […]

Daddy, What Do You Do?

I was reading Cowboy Dreams in this week’s Washington Post Magazine, and it struck me that Max won’t really know what I do until he’s much older. I don’t know that it bothers me, but it’s different. I grew up knowing pretty much exactly what my dad was doing. He was a navigator in the […]

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We had a big combined

We had a big combined birthday party for my mom, and my in-laws. Their birthdays are all in the first week of July so we decided to have a big dinner. We ended up talking about politics (it was all my fault). With a fun cross-section of political reasoning at the table it was lively […]

I’m feeling better today. Still

I’m feeling better today. Still a little down, but definitely not despondant. Not exactly sure what was going on last night. Everything is ready for the in-law’s visit, and I can’t wait to see them. I think it’s great that we have such a great relationship, and that Jen has a good relationship with my […]

It has been one crazy

It has been one crazy week. Jen’s parents are coming into town tomorrow night (a lovely drive around the beltway to go pick them up), so she’s been working me pretty hard this week to finish up last-minute decorating projects. This week I’ve: Painted part of the basement red Installed hooks in the basement ceiling […]

And if you just can’t

The Daring Young Man This

The Daring Young Man This morning, after waking me up by crawling into bed with us and proceeding to kick me in the calves for about twenty minutes as he tried to use my legs as a blanket and dragging me downstairs, I was sitting on the couch, and Max was doing his Max thing. […]

I’m not the only one

I’m not the only one who thinks he’s brilliant. My sister tells a cute little story about my boy. He’s so smart, it’s scary. We’ve talked to enough people about his spelling and other reading-like capabilities that we know he’s really reading now. The scary part is, he’s really reading. He’s figured it out himself, […]

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