My Daughters Charlotte and Izzy: A Basketball Journal Entry
and the travel season that follows in March, April and May.
Give Me Some Space Dad
I usually carry the girls’ backpacks on the days I walk them to school. Today, for the first time, as we got to the spot where we’d round the corner to the building, my oldest asked for her backpack. “Is it embarrassing to be seen with your dad carrying your backpack?” I asked. I already knew…
In the words of my kids: I want Mom!
Because my sweet wife left for work before the girls woke up, she wrote them each a note. My youngest, angry that her mother wasn’t home, tossed the note aside. “I don’t want a note!” she yelled, throwing the note to the floor in disgust. ” I want mom!” It wasn’t long until she reconsidered:…