Love More, Judge Less
I thought being a multi-sport child and DI college athlete would make me a fairly knowledgeable sports parent. I’m sure my memory of childhood sports 30+ years ago is a little rose-colored, but I’m startled about how much kids’ sports has changed, and how much trouble I’m having navigating these waters as I’m trying to
As we move into a competitive summer 12u baseball season, I went back and read my lessons from two (2) years ago here. First of all, I must humbly admit that we haven’t mastered anything we learned during the summer of 2017. But we are constantly reminding ourselves of how to be better, while helping
It was an interesting week to reflect on parenting concerns when it comes to helping your child succeed. I had just finished Michele Obama’s autobiography, Becoming on the same day that news broke of the college admissions scandal. Becoming is absolutely amazing, by the way, and I hope people read it even if they aren’t
We can reflect and reset every day, or every minute of our lives. Yet, sometimes it takes the “new year” excitement (or b.s.) to really dig deep and see what lessons we’ve learned and what we want to do with them. For me, I think I ignored many of the lessons in this past year
My boys used to love each other. See… I remember thinking how amazing it was that they got along so well when they were younger. Andrew was a few months shy of 3 years old when D-man was born. He would hug his “brudda” and help hold his bottle. He would hold Dylan’s hand when
I tried to make this short, but there’s just so much to say. In the past 15 months, we moved out of our townhouse of 12 years, moved into a rental 45 minutes away to “try it out”, struggled a bit, then bought an entirely new home back in the original place and spent 6
I feel like we spend a lot of time as working moms running and swirling through our days trying to keep all of the balls in the air, all while trying to keep our feet on the ground. What I’ve realized in all of this is that sometimes, we lose that ground. I’m realizing that it
Raising children in a 2-mom household may come with challenges, but we have always been up for whatever comes our way. When my wife and I decided to have kids, we knew we’d need to be 100% comfortable with each and every question, confused reaction, conversation and (God forbid) animosity, that came with our choice to bring children into our lives. But I cannot forget that we are different.
There are times we wish we’d responded or reacted differently or done something more. There are times our energy doesn’t stand up to our planned goals as parents. But I want you to know that we’re trying and we want you do learn to be okay.
In August, I moved my family’s cheese. Now we are trying to decide if we are just craving the old cheese or if we’re really ready to be optimistic about this new cheese.
