Charlie took his Dear Santa request a little sideways this year as he hopped up on the big guy’s lap at the mall.
We all put our kids in sports for different reasons. I’d love for them to be successful at a game, master it and be a star. It’s not happening, so I’ll settle for my sons winning at life.
Hey what up, Tooth Fairy?! Charlie lost his first tooth, a little later than we expected, but it’s gone and he’s so excited.
I had an awesome week filled with one-on-one time with Charlie and after one little outburst, I lost it all. Here’s my epic dad fail.
As the air gets brisk, I’m reflecting on an epic summer of growing for my boys. So many achievements unlocked, so many bucket list checks, so much giving back.
This hasn’t been the perfect summer vacation for my sons. They’ve been all over the city exploring different day camps, but after 7 weeks they just want to sleep in.
Fred Penner’s music is for 2 – 5 year olds. My sons are 6 and 9 and we took them anyway. It was a fun family night out that had me looking back on my parenting years.
Our Sunday night dinners are fully orchestrated by our kids. They do the groceries and plan the meal. This weekend we had a great Chicken Parm featuring Muir Glen fire roasted tomatoes.
Underdog or Underduck? What is called when you push someone on a swing and run all the way underneath?
Pee Wee Herman is back and leaving Fairville for the first time. Charlie and I had a fun and silly date night watching this new Netflix offering.
The only thing kids produce more than poop as a toddler is art at school age. You’ll be emotionally attached to all of it. So now what are you going to do with all that kids art?
We could measure the growth of our children in so many ways. From the notches on a door frame, to the discarded pants with holes …
The simplest moments in fatherhood are my favorite. Quiet, speechless moment in time with my son are the most valuable.
I told the boys we weren’t going to see Star Wars: The Force Awakens right away when it came into theatres last year. I warned …
Every kid has words they can’t properly pronounce and every parent secretly hopes they will mispronounce those words forever.
Our kids are going to Mars. We parents are raising the next generation of space explorers and NASA is going all in on the marketing offensive to make it happen.