We are driving down to Orange County as I type this, another trip to Disneyland, some time at the beach in our future, a first meeting with new family members and a reunion with those long separated. We just passed through Buttonwillow on the drive south. Erin, drifting in and out of sleep in the…
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Trying to get out of the house in the morning
In twenty, no eighteen, no sixteen, no, negative seven minutes it will be noon. Noon! Noon already and I’ve only barely put deodorant under my arms and brushed my hair (after splashing water in it to help tame the bed-head, a full, relaxing, solo shower being completely out of the question; they would find me.)…
Who’s the Boss Now?
“Daddy!” Erin yelled as she was about to start our 7th Wii game in a row. I had been researching some local gyms in between turns, and I wasn’t always great about pressing my controller button right away to start my turn. Erin, taking a cue from her dad during his less-than-patient moments, had taken…