Category The Rear View

My daughter just called me to let me know that she and her mom were about to pull her other front “toof” out — the second in as many days. So what, you say? Well, that’s the end of the…

A couple of evenings ago I was dragging my son through the nightly “it’s bedtime-ok-stall-Come on, it’s bedtime-play around-drag feet upsteps-roll around on the ground-Junior, now, it’s bedtime..” dance. Before I go further, I should mention that Junior just turned…

My wife, Cheryl, asked me the ever rhetorical and often nerve-wracking question, “Do you know what your son did today?” Well, immediately, two thoughts occurred to me. “Your son” is nearly always a universal indicator of not-so-great news. Additionally, since…