Dadzooka
Today I put my boys to work in the restaurant. They made breadsticks, bussed tables and washed dishes. The eight year old took to it with an enthusiasm that the eleven year old lacked but at the end of the day they had worked like a typical, kitchen crew. They called each other names, raised their voices in anger and
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I was staring at my feet as I trudged across the crunchy shell of snow that is my children’s, elementary school playground. My thoughts were caught up in a mess of must do’s and can’t do’s and wish I didn’t have to’s. As I neared the spot where my kindergartner lines up for pick up, I saw that he had
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I have a theory that the first, genuine human friendship was forged over a musical collaboration. I think two cave people were coworkers. They’d just finished a hard day of mammoth hunting and were reaping the rewards of a full belly around a fire beneath a sea of stars. One of them sat, transfixed, staring deep into the fire’s soul.
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I love America. I stand for the national anthem, I believe in the American dream and I think that the declaration of Independence was the single most boss move in history. I love the flag and I support the people’s right to burn it. I love that we are founded upon rebellion and I support our right to do it
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To be honest, I’m shocked at how little karate I’ve needed so far in my life. The Karate Kid had me convinced that most of my upcoming, teen conflicts would need to be handled with a roundhouse kick or a hammer fist. A lifetime of peaceful, conflict resolution had nearly tamed my wild heart but then came Cobra Kai… I’m
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To me, the beautiful thing about Christmas is simply the promise of hope. Hope for joy and for love and for redemption. It is a time to slow down, take stock of what is truly important to us and rise above in aspiration of something transcendent. This is the purpose of symbols, they guide our story. Ultimately, we are all
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Two weeks at a time is no way to live. It’s also no way to be a father. I bring this up because I feel like this is how we have been living since nine months ago when we all collectively decided to “flatten the curve.” Two weeks turned into two months, followed by the brief respite of summer and
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To be a father is to be heartbroken. To exceed at it is to question your every choice; to understand that your every move, from the way you handle conflict to the way you butter your toast is somehow shaping the future behaviors of the people who mean more to you than anything else. There are victories but there is
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I nearly got us killed but it was a fantastic Father’s Day nonetheless. We set out into the mountains to fish with my dad first thing in the morning, which was a big deal for me as hanging out with my parents is a fairly recent development since the covid slump; I’d been looking forward to it all week. We
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How is this the world that we are living in? Nothing makes sense, each new day is more ridiculous than the last and everyone is so busy being right that ultimately, everyone is wrong. And I’m about to make a spirited defense of Paw Patrol… As a rule, I avoid discussing things of a political nature because all too often
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