Why We Believe
I know the non-believers in the second grade have begun to whisper their doubts. Like a virus it spreads, making kids question fundamental symbols of the season.
But I want my sons to believe.
Read MoreFor the Love of Bread
Baking bread allows me to do all the things I love: Create, experiment, explore, and make people happy by feeding them.
Read MoreTeach Your Children Well
I’ve had many great teachers in and out of classrooms, but when I stop to remember, a few come immediately to mind. Teachers who lifted me up, showed me how to break the rules, taught me to lead, and the woman who was my first teacher.
Read MoreThe Comeback
The Olympic Games are the human experience writ large. The Winter Games, in my opinion, are always particularly dramatic. The Olympics also mark an anniversary for my own comeback story.
Read MoreHow the Flu Saved Christmas
‘Twas two weeks before Christmas and inside my brain
Were To Do’s and Lists, long and insane.
So much to get done, all tasks fall to me
From purchasing presents to trimming the tree.
Me, My Elf and I
The boys are counting down the days this week until Bubbles the Elf returns from the North Pole, and almost every morning from December 1 to the 24th they are brimming with excitement, jumping up and down in their footed Christmas pajamas, begging to go find what that little Elf has been up to overnight.
Read MoreStudent of the Game
Dad was a lot of things: Father. Husband. Grandfather. Salesman. Foodie. Golfer. Fisherman. Gardener. Water skier. Creative swearer. Carpenter. Photographer. Guitar player. Computer enthusiast. Traveler. He taught me about many subjects, but his most lasting legacy to me was how he lived his life with endless curiosity and enthusiasm. A never-graduating, Student of the Game of Life.
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