One thought has impressed me more than any other this New Year: How much my kids have changed in such a short amount of time. I’ve been looking back at what I wrote from last year and reliving the moments, … Continue reading →...

“ To be the father of growing daughters is to understand something of what Yeats evokes with his imperishable phrase ‘terrible beauty.’ Nothing can make one so happily exhilarated or so frightened: it’s a solid lesson in the limitations of sel...

This year for Christmas, all gifts for our children will revolve around Superheroes. Because our kids are obsessed with all things batman, superman, green lantern, wonderwoman and storm (the women are for my sake) and especially, inexplicably Aquaman and the Flash. This is strange for a number of reasons: Neither ...

The day left brown oak leaves littered across the orange brickwork like a dried and forgotten fire. Their shadows twisted and turned as they flirted with the lamplight and teased my tongue with longings of pumpkin, nutmeg, and the slightest hint of cinnamon. Then the rain fell and they curled ...

When three people, completely unbeknownst to one another, try to pry out of me the very same answer, I realize I’m cornered and need to weigh in with what’s been going on and why I’ve been so blatantly negligent to writing on all fronts. I’m going to write unedited. Which ...

Since Valerie has been born her and Ace have always had separate baths.   They like to play in the bath tub, so it takes almost an hour to give them both baths, get on the PJs, and get them to bed. So, I figured I would try and save some ...

It has been a long while since I have posted on this blog! So much has happened since my last post that I have no idea where to start… How about I start on the morning of Feb 26th. Our family looked something like this… …and at the end of ...

As James mentioned, this week our oldest got his shots, got his eyes checked, got his finger pricked, got new school shoes and got registered for kindergarten. And to me, this generally indicates that he has started the process of being grown up and leaving us. I could cry just ...

It's that time of year again - my annual letter to my daughter on her birthday...Happy 6th birthday Miss Bean! Or as you call yourself, “Gillian with a G” followed with hands on your hips.


Just a few things you did this past year that I’m...

Happy 4th of July to you… My father owned a camera store growing up so we some how defaulted to his test models for every new toy and every new costume in his photo studio… this was taken some 23+ years ago… not shabby – huh… Well its been a ...