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Sarah and our little lap dog.

Why yes...I have seen a 2 story tall blue gorilla holding a blow up sex doll above his head...

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Step Parenting.

Being a parent is hard.

I know your shocked. 

Something I am realizing more and more is that being a step parent can be way harder.

 

I watch my wife…mother of my youngest son…and marvel at how well she handles him. She may disagree, but I am really amazed at her as a mother. [...]

Football Rehearsals

Jack is playing football again this year. He is on the Senior team, which I guess is the team before you start playing middle school ball…I guess.

Anyway, he is playing on a new team. For years, because of the two household thing, he has played on a team that was located about half way [...]

We aren’t going to the opera onight…

Ok. I have not talked about this, but Sarah was let go (fired) from her new position with a local hosting company after a couple months.

So, anyway, here we are. Me, a full time sales job in a recovering market, and her, without full time employment. Let’s throw in insurance, child support and [...]

Jekyll and Hyde

Since the beginning of time, kids tune into which parent plays what roles and prey on that. Who will say yes to ice cream? Who will say yes to a sleep over? Who will say yes to a week in Amsterdam at an opium din? It happens. I did it. I watched my sister do [...]

It’s hard…

Last year, my son went through a really hard period with spelling homework. Never with myself or Sarah, by he would, for lack of a better phrase, attack his mom. It was hard to listen to him over the phone throwing these tantrums. A couple times, I went up to get him, which really was [...]

Welcome to the family

We are newlyweds…I guess. October 14. We lived in sin for about a year before that. Still, sometimes hearing the self proclaimed lifetime bachelorette/never having children Sarah say certain things catches me off guard.

“Bad dog, we don’t eat Power Rangers.”

It’s strange, the duality that is my house. Jack’s room stays shut most of [...]

Hump day.

Another wednesday. Some people see it as half way through the week. Some as church night. To most, it’s not very remarkable. To me, it is the best and worst day of the week, every week.

It’s the day I have my son. I look forward to it.

Around 10:00 a.m. every wednesday, I get [...]