“I’m Sorry”
Last Wednesday evening I took my girls to play mini-golf. When you play putt-putt with twin 6-year olds, you don’t bother playing yourself. You just try to keep them focused…
Last Wednesday evening I took my girls to play mini-golf. When you play putt-putt with twin 6-year olds, you don’t bother playing yourself. You just try to keep them focused…
Spring 1998. A 2:30 Friday afternoon flight from Phoenix to Los Angeles, the flight taken by many business people trying to get home for the weekend. I’m headed to California…
“Daddy, can we make a pile of leaves and jump in them?” Annie and Emma are helping me clean up the backyard. After a week of low overnight temperatures my…
“Daddy, I haffa tell you somthin’.” “What is it, Emma?” “I love you.” “I love you, too, Emma. More than you know.” “Daddy, you my best fwend!” “You’re my best…
Stop. Look. Listen. Sound advice for drivers approaching railroad tracks. It’s also good advice for parents. At 11:30 this night I stopped, looked and listened in the doorway of my…
“You probably have a virus. The kid’s pediatrician said there are several going around the valley right now. Lots of people have it.” The only time I want to be…
Mercy means we are spared the punishment we deserve. Grace means we receive blessings we don’t deserve. Sometimes these truths are illustrated in a single terrifying moment. It was 4…
It was a family vacation during the summer of my 8th grade year. My grandparents were taking the trip with us to Ohio and West Virginia to visit distant relatives.…
Tonight was bath night for the girls. Just like every other bath night. It begins with them in their high chairs. Goldfish crackers in the crease of their shirts and…