At their best, mentors are not just advisors, they are momentary fathers. I think if we’re honest, those of us who feel like we’ve had some success at living life have been blessed with many momentary mothers and fathers along the way.
All in Fatherhood
I made a difficult promise to my son, and it turned out to be a lesson on faith.
As it turns out, the antidote to “I can’t” need not be “Of course, I can, I’m the shit.” It can also be, “I have something special to contribute, just as everyone does. So I’m going to figure this out, even if it’s hard.”
I want to get out of this self-perpetuating cycle of men being held to a low standard of parenting.
For me, memories are elusive. I feel like most people I know remember much more of their childhood than I do.
I’ve been exploring some nuance of memories this week. There’s me wanting to remember more, say of time with my sons. But there’s also me hoping my sons want to remember time they spend with me.
I don’t know quite what to do with this thought yet.
The world of children, I’ve found, can be a remarkable window into the world of adults. So much of our behavior, motivations, fears, and hopes end up being so similar, at their core, to those of children.
Little kids want to be seen, because they know intuitively that to be seen is to be loved. And adults, it seems, are not that different.
Camping with young kids was hard, but well worth it. We learned so much (the hard way) that we wanted to share.
As with anything I publish, feel free to share this with anyone who might find it useful. And I’m happy to talk more if you or someone you know is interested in planning a family camping trip.
Passing on tragic flaws is part of being a father. Can I stop any of my sins from becoming intergenerational?
I am so grateful to Riley for teaching me to be a better father and person. He taught me about the slipper slope of control and abuse.
Myles - this is a memory of your first steps, and a reflection of mine for you to remember.
I want to remember that the goal of parenting is not avoiding my own sadness.
We can’t “teach” our kids character, but we can debrief it.
Please, God, let our children’s suffering be graceful instead of senseless.
Lightness is a blessing that we may be gifted on the long, arduous walk toward goodness.
A Jimmy Fallon Clip with Chadwick Boseman changed the way I think about role models.
One day our sons will grow out of their find-joy-in-all-places mindset, and it will be my fault.
The Beatles song that comforts you, Here Comes the Sun, is a lovely tune. And it suits you.
Working moms have been pushing for better practices for some time, and I think it’s time for us join them in a big way.
The point here is not that I am cured of shouting (I’m not). The point is to share what happened after I started shouting less.
I didn’t hear what he said the first time. And then he clarified, with emphasis, from his stroller, clutching his water bottle.