If you’ve ever been to a pumpkin patch, you are familiar with a vast overwhelming pasture of promise. You approach the patch with the belief that the perfect pumpkin is there. You have to put in the work, but it’s there. Yet, your search uncovers pumpkins that are overripe or not quite ripe. Then you find the pumpkin with the perfect shape, size, color and you lift it victoriously – only to find that it is rotten on the other side. Or marred by the imprint of a foot or collision with the ground. The paths in the pumpkin patch are aplenty. You can follow the well worn or drift into the … [Read more...]
Fatherhood causes one to be reflective about a great many things. There is the grand mystery of life itself, the mystery of those weird silica packets that come in brand new shoes. (Really, why are they there and why do they tell you not to eat them? How many people eat things that come in shoes? Really.). And there is the mystery of one’s own childhood. A lot of people like to blame their parents for things. Today, I would like to do something different. I need to atone for some things. So … Mom, I am sorry. I am sorry for the pain I caused you through the sheer joy of mischief … [Read more...]
Although my book is intended mainly for the entertainment of boys and girls, I hope it will not be shunned by men and women on that account, for part of my plan has been to try to pleasantly remind adults of what they once were themselves, and of how they felt and thought and talked, and what queer enterprises they sometimes engaged in.
-- Mark Twain, The Adventures of Tom SawyerFor years I had the pleasure of teaching The Adventures of Tom Sawyer. I loved following Tom and his adventures and witnessing his foray into young adulthood. The simplicity that … [Read more...]
DISCLOSURE: This post is sponsored by Clorox®. Imagination knows no bounds. You give a kid a box, and the possibilities are endless. You give a child a toy, and you’ve just put their imagination in high definition (HD). During the summer, that HD imagination usually involves some outdoor terrain. Tree branches become forests. Mud becomes molten lava. And dirt becomes, well, it’s usually just dirt, but dirt by itself is fun for most children. And there is your summer dilemma: Who are you, as a parent, to say “no” to the inclusion of natural elements in your child’s story? I know my … [Read more...]
I recently watched an episode of the sitcom How I Met Your Mother where one of the male leads who had recently became a first-time dad has a conversation with his father, using some sort of metaphor of driving on a foggy road for fatherhood. The son, Marshall, talks about how as a kid it was always comforting to wake up on car trips and see his dad awake, confidently navigating the roads. He questions how his father was able to do it, and his father reveals he was full of trepidation as he drove along roads he really couldn’t see. There’s some comedy thrown in, but the metaphor itself … [Read more...]