life

Empty Rooms

So I have this recurring dream. I’m in a house that seems to be a collection of places my various grandparents have lived, but it’s always the same house. And in it I feel there’s something trying to torment me.… Read More »Empty Rooms

Early bird

It’s about 5:30 in the morning. Still dark outside, and the coffee won’t start brewing on it’s own until 7. I’m up this early because I have a men’s group that meets down the street at 6 on Fridays, where… Read More »Early bird

Thirty-five.

So now I’m 35 years old. Did I really just type that? 35. It’s a nice looking number in print, I think the 3 and the 5 balance each other nicely. But it sounds so much older than 34. Seniors… Read More »Thirty-five.

Changing Education Paradigms

This video is a couple years old, but it still blows my mind. If you have a spare eleven minutes and forty-one seconds burning a hole in your pocket, please watch it.

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MLK 2012

“I have a dream that my four little children will one day live in a nation where they will not be judged by the color of their skin, but by the content of their character.” Martin Luther King moved a… Read More »MLK 2012

It’s Okay to Stare.

Michelle and I watched this story the other day about Meg Zucker, a mother with ectrodactyly, a genetic condition where she only has one finger on each hand and one toe on each foot. She has children with the same condition.… Read More »It’s Okay to Stare.

A Letter to Dads.

So I made a list yesterday of all the dads I know … not my own dad or my friends’ dads, but I guess the dads who are “colleagues” of mine – the ones who are within five or ten… Read More »A Letter to Dads.

Laundry.

Does anyone else have one of those awesome high-efficiency-front-loading washer/dryer combos that has the capability to turn every piece of clothing inside out? I’m not even mad, I’m impressed. I’m thinking about pre-turning my shirts inside out when I take… Read More »Laundry.

Claritin Clear.

Sebo has allergies. Crap. A few days ago he had started coughing. It went back and forth between being wet and dry, but over the course of a few days it just seemed to be getting worse, not better. My… Read More »Claritin Clear.

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So Sebastian has started singing. (Notice how I haven’t updated my blog in six months, and I’m acting like that’s not the case? Classy, huh?) That’s a lie. He has always been a singer. But now that he’s learned a… Read More »Home