on the way to church for wednesday night fun my five year old, roman, asked my if i knew why it is called “good friday.” now i am used to startling insightful questions and statements from my kids, but this struck me in a genuine and unexpected way. after answering in the dadliest way i…
this latest installment of the random stories that i share with my children at bedtime quickly became a favorite of the kids; even prompting emaleena to ask me to make sure i write it down and share it with everyone. if you are curious as to what i am referring to simple read unique. pink.…
do you make decisions? yes, we all do. as a matter of course, everyone, everyday is faced with a series of decisions. there is a constant onslaught of decision points that interweave the fabric of our lives. it starts at the first dawn of consciousness and ends with its last flicker. the very moment we…
recently i have begun telling my kids special stories before they go to sleep. at first it was out of laziness (i didn’t want to read them a book) and now it is a fun ritual we have. before i tell a story i ask the kids for random things that i then weave into…
so recently my three year old son, roman xavier (yes that is his first name – so what if there are two of them, that is just how his mom and i roll), broke my brand new ipad 2. and by brand new i mean i have had it for three weeks now. and by…
every now and then i am reminded of the awesome power and majesty of God. for me it is never a specific miracle or huge, mountian moving gesture that does it. no, it is generally an amalgam of small things – a collection of minor occurances that align in just the right way at just…
recently i have gone through quite a bit of interesting things in my life. from issues of changing compensation, coming to grips with certain aspects of my personality that i had yet to fully deal with, to the health and financial future of my children, to certain physical changes in me. just a bevy of…
this afternoon i had the rare privilege of picking up my daughter from school. as she ran from the tables she was sitting at with her friends dropping her lunch stuff all over the asphalt—age could barely contain her excitement. i would like to think that she was excited to see me—but no my three…
Last evening the wife and I walked briskly around our alma matter – csulb. It was a good time of conversation and connection and it allowed us the freedom to enjoy each others company. Between our pithy banter, witty conversation and an unspoken desire to stop and go eat – we came across a tree…