Musings on Babies, Bulldogs, and Beer
At 7:15 every morning, one of us grabs the backpack, and the other grabs the cutest three-year-old in the world. It goes without saying that the loser in this daily game gets the backpack. We carry our little child down the mildly sloping pavement… Continue Reading “The Short Bus”
As I sat with Ella at Braum’s last Friday, I looked around the room and realized that we weren’t the only ones there with a Braum’s story. I see the elderly man who comes in every Friday at 4:45. He sits at the same… Continue Reading “Places in the Heart”
When I pick up Ella from school, I walk into her classroom, and I’m typically met with a triple shot of “Daddy! Daddy! Daddy!” as she runs up to me to give me a hug. One Friday last year, I picked up Ella from… Continue Reading “Fridays at Braum’s”
When you have a child with disabilities, you live your life in two places, Wonderland and Sadland. Wonderland is where I live when I’m with Audrey and she just giggles and laughs all the time. Sadland is where I think about her disabilities and… Continue Reading “While This Guitar Gently Weeps”
Twice last week, Ella asked if I would bring a stuffy (stuffed animal for those who don’t have kids under 6) when I picked her up from school. Both times I said I would, and both times I forgot. I seem to strive daily… Continue Reading “If Memory Serves . . . or Not”
My last post got me thinking about New Year’s resolutions. There is something about turning the page on the calendar (for those who still have paper calendars) that makes me feel like I’m turning the page to a new chapter in my life. Every chapter… Continue Reading “You Say You Want a Resolution”
“Being there” might be the most generic phrase in the English language. I think it also might be the most important. When I was 12 years old, my family had season passes to White Water, the greatest water park in the history of mankind. … Continue Reading “Being There”
I belong to several writer’s groups on social media, and this morning an author on Twitter asked other writers to simply write about what is outside their window. I thought I would play along, so I opened the blinds and peered out the window into… Continue Reading “Outside My Window”
During a routine visit to one of Audrey’s doctors yesterday, the nurse said, “I know you’ve heard this before, but she is the cutest baby I’ve ever seen.” I told her that I already knew that and that even though I am biased, her… Continue Reading “The Cuteness Scale”
I’m not sure I was emotionally ready for another dog. My little buddy crossed the Rainbow Bridge just a few months ago. But somebody dumped this sweet girl and her sibling, and she needed a home. And it was heartbreaking hearing Ella say, “Daddy,… Continue Reading “Just One Shot”