This kid is made of steel. He’s like a Batman villain.
Say their names and I see a snapshot from long ago. Their ages far exceed my my memories.
You don’t know what’s missing because you don’t even realize a piece should be there.
It’s times like this when I’m forced to bare witness to the barest of witnesses.
Ironically, it feels selfish…when it’s the most selfless thing you can do.
Hell hath no fury like an escaped Daddy Longlegs.
Being a zany dad during lighter times makes me approachable during those heavier ones.
She has passions and goals of her own. Some of them, I completely relate to. Others are more of a surprise.
Whatever your situation is, no matter how universal it might feel, know that it’s different for almost everyone.
It’s about making your kids happy even when you don’t remember the meaning of the word. It’s about putting the smile on their faces that you wish you could put on your own.