"Sweet Summer Days"

Dennis Caraher wrote this poem called Sweet Summer Days. In the middle he writes these lines

We were once our children
Too soon they will be us
All they ask, a simple task:
"Remember how it was".

I hear if from my kids in their questions and in my lack of patience. In their efforts that go unnoticed. In their feeble attempts to do things themselves, learn for themselves, and just get it right, even once. I was like that once. So were you. And some day our kids will be us looking back at life through their own children. I want my kids to be comfortable in their own skin. I want their identity to be marked by sonship and not their bodies, their brains or their bank account. And for that to happen, it starts with me. "Too soon they will be us." Haunting

DAD LIFE Video

Sent to me by my pal Ryan.

http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=fZa7hU6tP_s&feature=player_embedded

Showers

Andrew: "I drew a picture of Daddy taking a shower."

speechless...just like the moment I walked in on him

Men and Underwear

Z-man has learned how to put his own underwear on...he is also learning how to perfect a wedgie. He has struck fear into his older brothers. They have to be thinking "if he can do that to himself..."

Blow Z...BLOW!

Zachary pushed a green pea so far up his nose today at lunch Carrie needed to head to the hospital. On the way to the hospital today,

LUKE: blow Z, blow like this
ZACHARY: (Blowing hard)
LUKE: Yeah, it came out...ohhhhhh, he ate it with all the stuff on it.

Raising Him Right

Gotta be proud when you find grilling utensils and high quality beer in your 3 year old's sand box.