Tag: fatherhood

Brawling With My Children

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.

Ironically, it feels selfish…when it’s the most selfless thing you can do.

Hell hath no fury like an escaped Daddy Longlegs.

He’s my guy, so of course, I give in…momentarily.

This wasn’t a debate or disagreement. This was performance art.

Being a zany dad during lighter times makes me approachable during those heavier ones.

An early end to a wonderful day is better than a late end to a miserable one.

Some of the most beautiful human beings I have ever met have told me horror stories about interactions with some of the vilest individuals out there.