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Starting to Realize I’m too Old for This

Starting to Realize I’m too Old for This

Throughout my playing career, I rarely was hurt. In high school I was fortunate to strain a muscle on an off week. I had the flu for two games during the state tournament. But I rebounded by splitting my chin open on the floor for the state finals.

During college I had nagging back issues. Playing through the injury disrupted my chi. The injury spread its destructive energy into my right leg, through my hamstring, down to the knee, and finally settling into a career ending tendonitis of the achilles.

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Jack is the Big Bad Wolf

Jack is the Big Bad Wolf

A few weeks ago the whole family went on vacation to St. Augustine. While my main man and I were playing in the pool, he brought something up from the night before. You see, he had been up all night because the Big Bad Wolf was chasing him. But when we were racing in the pool, he said, “Swim fast. The Big Bad Wolf is going to catch us.”

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King George is in the House

King George is in the House

Over the past 4 years I’ve packed on a few lbs. This has happened for many different reasons: lack of time to work out, lack of interest in working out, poor eating habits, lack of sleep, it’s Wednesday, etc. The reason for my constant weight gain has been King George III. I’ll explain.

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My Youngest is the Only Child for the Weekend

My Youngest is the Only Child for the Weekend

With big brother out of town, my youngest is the only child. This doesn’t happen to often but we are going to enjoy the time.

My son is incredibly fortunate to have a godmother that wants to take him hiking over the weekend. Securing the carseat felt normal. Giving goodbye hugs in front of the house I began wondering how his camping trip would turn out. But watching them drive away in the distance made me wonder when did I become so emotional. I couldn’t help but wonder what he would do if he woke up scared in the middle of the night. Quickly I realized I needed to let go and have fun with My Precious who was waving frantically in my arms.  

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Strong Fathers, Strong Memories – By Seth Golder

Strong Fathers, Strong Memories – By Seth Golder

Reflections of Fatherhood by Seth Golder

Doing Riley’s bedtime is one of the best times I get to spend with her. During the weekdays I don’t get to see much of her; I am practically out the door when she wakes up and have at best three hours with her by the time I get home. And to be completely honest, that last hour is usually a marathon of walking around with her, bouncing her and watching Word Party on Netflix to keep her up to an hour that will let her sleep through the night.

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Red Sister Book Review

Red Sister Book Review

On Goodreads I gave Red Sister by Mark Lawrence 5 stars. The long and short of it is: I didn’t want to stop reading the book.

From time to time, I purchase a book for my Kindle then buy the narration through Audible (I listen while traveling to and from work). Those kinds of books are special books. When listening to Red Sister I found every excuse to stay in the car or take detours going the long way to work. That’s because Red Sister is more than special, it’s spectacular. Listening to Red Sister had me pulling into the parking lot at work like…

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One Parent Walking Out the Door

One Parent Walking Out the Door

My wife is incredible. Seeing her in action is like watching a conductor in front of an orchestra. However, there are times when one of us is getting ready to leave the house and things seem off. Do you ever feel like your kids are out of control at those times too? Don’t worry. You are not alone. My kids are that way too. You’re in good company whether you admit it or not. 

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Second Child Blues

Second Child Blues

I used to have the second child blues, or at least I thought I did. For years, I always thought my parents just did what was convenient. You see, with me being a second child it seemed to me that my parents had me wear my brother’s hand me downs because the clothes wasn’t that worn out, yet. I always seemed to be in trouble because I broke everything. I had to do whatever activity my older brother was doing or had done. And as you could expect, the list goes on and on.

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