This is sucking up the entire holiday season. I knew it would happen, so I shouldn’t complain—but where’s the fun in that? Cathy and Carissa have made it through the rehearsal time, and Miracle on 34th Street has officially … Continue reading
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I’ve been meaning to write this for a while now, but I keep putting it off… … Continue reading
Note: This is, as you can read from the title, part three in a series. If you’re just joining us, may I suggest that you go back and read parts one and two? The unendurable teaches you endurance—or leaves you … Continue reading
You’ll never know what you can do until you nearly die. Goal setting is an important part of life at which I stink. Therefore, I have determined that my kids will be proficient at it. At least, that’s … Continue reading
I’m not. Handy, that is. I’m not the kind of man one calls when one needs help fixing or building. You will never hear it said, “Oh, call Michael. He can help. That guy can fix anything!” It’s not … Continue reading
The buck stops here. I didn’t make that up, just so you know. When I was a kid, I figured that phrase had to do with making money. I thought, “Woohoo! That’s right—let the buck stop right here, Baby! In … Continue reading
What does my family have against sleep, anyway? One of the many great things about homeschooling is that there is some flexibility in your schedule. The kids don’t have to get dragged out of bed at 0-Dark-Thirty to make … Continue reading