You’re testing me constantly, 4-year-old. I know, it’s your job. I wish that was something the government would pay you a decent wage for.
“I’m a man now,” said my son. He deliberately said it in a deeper voice than is his usual. He knew what he said wasn’t true.
These babies who need us to do everything for them eventually grow up. Enjoy every moment of the journey because it’s gone before you know it.
The oldest child in our house is turning 8. This shouldn’t seem like that big of a deal. But age 8 was the key year to my life as it is today.
Father and celebrated clown Bello Nock talks fatherhood, circus life and how he balances the two like he balances on the highwire.
My wife informed me of the inevitable: “Unk” had passed away. This particular death of my great uncle marked the […]