Tag Archives: maturity
Something strange happened today
My youngest daughter came into the bedroom that I am organizing into an office/library and asked me: “Dad, can I listen to Zig Ziglar’s Goals tape series?” Uuuummmm… Is this a trick question?… let me think about that… you want … Continue reading
Let me see your license and registration…
My son called me on my cell phone today. He got pulled over by a policeman for not completely stopping at a stop sign. But, you know, it was on a country road… and there was no one in sight… … Continue reading
He’s Growing Up
My son spent the day with his younger sister and our friends two daughters. Being 17 years old, the female of the species is becoming of greater interest to him. He arrested me in the hall and proceeded to tell … Continue reading
Another small step
My son has a big wrestling tournament this Thursday. I was planning on going with him but something my wife said changed all of that. He is now going to travel with the MO-West Wrestling club. Although I have cherished our … Continue reading
The harsh realities of life
My son came home like an excited kid who had just lost his puppy dog. When I asked him what about his internal conflict, he told me the following… Today, as he filled out a job application, the boss told … Continue reading
Truly Honored
Yesterday, I set up the children’s beds. On the way to school this morning, both my son and my daughter separately remarked how good it was to sleep in a bed. They have been sharing an air mattress for the … Continue reading
A Fine Young Man!
My children’s “punishment” was that they had to go to bed early. (We have had several late nights in a row so today’s events were a good justification to make them get more sleep.) They couldn’t really argue. A few … Continue reading
The Beautiful Letdown, Part 9: Redemption
When I parted company with my children after picking up the Nissan, neither they nor I were feeling ‘warm fuzzies’. They were chastened and I was attempting to regain my equilibrium. I was not angry with them. But I did … Continue reading
The Beautiful Letdown, Part 7: The Reckoning
The conversation inside the truck went something like this: “Sunshine, I was at this place 45 minutes ago.” I’m sure Dodgeball was thinking, “that sounds familiar.” “Dad, you should have called me.” Dodgeball groaned. Steve Martin’s scene replayed inside of … Continue reading
The Beautiful Letdown, Part 6: Sunshine Appears
At this point, I couldn’t ‘relax’ any longer. I called my daughter again…no response. Dodgeball decided to call a friend. Perhaps he saw an opportunity. I mean after all, he wasn’t looking quite as bad now! Misery loves company and … Continue reading
