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This is not a tale about prom and spinners or Starbucks and slime. This is a true story about reconciliation. On Friday, my daughter went to prom. When one kid gets to do something special where the other is not able to partake—be it prom, a sleepover, a birthday party, etc.—I do something with the […]

(After spending a couple weeks on UK time) 2AMSUBCONSCIOUS: Wake up! Time for work!CONSCIENCE: Um, it’s 2AM, we’ve only had 3 and a half hours of sleep and we’re on vacation… 3AMSUBCONSCIOUS: WAKE UP! We’re going to be late for work!!!CONSCIENCE: Look, it’s 3AM, it’s dark outside, we’re tired and ON VACATION!! 4:20AMSUBCONSCIOUS: AHHHH! ALERT!

Cheers! After spending a bit of time in the UK recently, mostly in the Midlands, it became apparent that I just did not understand the proper use of the word “cheers”. You hear it so much around here that I would find myself just about to say it myself now on several occasions for reasons

The kids had one week all summer where they didn’t have some sort of activity planned.  Unfortunately, things at work were pretty fluid with travel and meetings, so I was hesitant to make any major plans.  However, about a week before the kids were free I finally decided that we needed to take some time

When Ann asked me if she could go on a camping trip with a friend and her friend’s parents I was a little surprised.  The first time I had taken the kids camping was the final night of a summer vacation in 2009.  After that Ann had vowed that she would never go camping again.

A few weeks ago I bought a basketball hoop for the kids.  I didn’t want to get one of the inexpensive portable ones as they seem to get beat up pretty easily.  At the same time even your entry-level in-ground model was several hundred dollars plus another few hundred to have installed.  After a bit

The idea for this vacation started with wanting to see Mammoth Caves in Kentucky.  Since we were driving all that way we decided that we might as well head to Nashville as well.  I didn’t want to schedule more than four hours of driving at a time, so we filled in the rest of the

Tonight Ann wanted to attend a Nerf gun war with her youth group. William, however, was too young to attend.  Although we wasn’t expressing any sourness toward the situation, (he even eagerly discussed the various pros and cons of the various Nerf guns that have accumulated in the house over the years with Ann before