19 of 25…

Ok, so… I’m kind of on a ‘children’ oriented bend today. Maybe I’m missing my kids, maybe I’m running short of time and need to make sure I meet my mark, maybe I just really like writing funny stories at the cost of those two offspring that have brought me so much joy in my life (read that last part through gritted teeth (both ways work)).

Whatever the reason (I’ll never telllllll…..), this one piece of advice is one of the most important pieces of advice I can give to any parent, as it is a tried, true and honorary tradition amongst those whom have the privilege of raising offspring.

18 of 25…

So, here’s one for the parent’s. Not sure if this falls into the category of proper parenting, advice, or just a really funny thing to do to your kids. But, a few years back, when our kids were under the age of 10, we all went on a Saturday (Sunday) shopping trip to the mall (Lowe’s).

***Sidenote***

All comments in quotes are what my wife thinks or has said…  and I might be embellishing just a bit, but it’s just a bit.

***End Sidenote***

13 of 25…

Well, this one is a bit out of the order I wanted it in, but with everything going on in the last few days (hence my silence and current backlog of blogs), I am moving this one up to the first post today (first, because I have some catching up to do if I want to hit my goal (which I do)).

Like Father, Like…

It has to be said that my children are a special… well, they are just special (if you get my drift).

They have both gone through a lot in their lives. To start, well, I’m their dad, so.. BOOM! But as of recently, they have had some personal hardships that have caused them to see me in a different light. Either that, or they finally hit that age that Mark Twain once spoke about…

“When I was a boy of 14, my father was so ignorant I could hardly stand to have the old man around. But when I got to be 21, I was astonished at how much the old man had learned in seven years.”

― Mark Twain

Of all the things in this world, my mind is the thing I miss the most.

It’s an old saying, one that tends to be incredibly apropos to me most days. If its not struggling with an anxiety issue, it’s balancing my school load. At the moment, I am taking 2 classes per each 6 week summer semester. Spanish happens to be one of those two classes and learning a foreign language in a span that short… well, I’m sure you can guess what a watermelon looks like after you shove it through a whole the size of a lemon. It’s kind of the same concept, but instead of a watermelon, it’s language. Lot’s and lot’s of language.

If it’s not that, it’s making sure that I am spending quality time with my wife. That tends to be difficult. Maybe not how you think, but… let me explain. No, that will take too long, let me summarize*.