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A constant reminder
My wife and I took her 12-year-old and Sam to the home of some friends on New Years Eve. It was a nice get-together - homemade pizza, games, conversation, no alcohol. I don't think I heard one cuss-word the whole evening. What I did hear, though,...
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Fri, Jan 01 2009 4:27 PM
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Will this scar heal?
A month ago I let my two-year-old boy fall, strapped in a backpack, from a stack of boxes onto a shopping cart, leaving a nasty bruise on his cheek. I wrote about it a few days later. I talked about how bad I felt but how forgiving he was. I talked about...
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Wed, Dec 12 2008 1:31 PM
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Perhaps believing makes magic real
[davidheadshot] We were at my stepson's football banquet, and Sam was wandering around, as Sam is wont to do. He worked the crowd, studying faces. He ran to connect the dots created by the school cafeteria's colored floor tiles. He circled the...
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Thu, Dec 12 2008 10:59 AM
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Yes, Dear, I did drop the baby
My personal meat thermometer popped after a half-lap of the store. I was in a heavy sweater with Sam in a backpack, and had already walked a brisk 10 minutes from the car dealership across the street -- I was making heat like one of those boil-water-in...
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Wed, Dec 12 2008 12:36 PM
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The joys of special needs children
Don Hammonds / Nov. 26, 2008 "Puh-ple!" That word came out loud and clear from my 2-year-old the other day; Aidan and I were absolutely overjoyed. You see, Aidan is one of our four special needs children, and from the day that my partner Joseph...
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Wed, Nov 11 2008 4:26 PM
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Watching them drive away
I said good-bye to my kids at the door, then went to the window and watched them walk to the car. My son - long, gangly and incredibly teenager-ish at 14 - walked to the passenger side. My daughter - 17 now, but in my mind's eye still my little baby...
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Wed, Nov 11 2008 8:55 AM
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How to be a grandpa someday
I came down the stairs with Sam still in his jammies. "Mommy?" he asked. "Yes, Mommy's here. And someone else is here too," I said. We came down the last flight, and there was Mommy, waiting. And there was Grandpa, waiting too...
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Thu, Nov 11 2008 4:21 PM
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Step-It Down, or is it Steppin' Down?
My wife was lying against the side of the bed, covering her face and giggling like mad. I was spooning her from behind, with my arm braced to protect her from above. My 14-year-old son was lying on the edge of the bed above us. Little Sam, almost two...
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Tue, Oct 10 2008 4:44 PM
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"Baby cry!" he said
Sam weathered it OK when his mother left, just a droopy lip and a pathetic little "Mommy?" "She's just going to football," I said. "We'll see her soon." She was taking my stepson to a rival school district for a scrimmage...
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Thu, Oct 10 2008 4:54 PM
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Why kids don't drive
My first wife and I separated 12 years ago. For two of the intervening years, I lived in a tiny little box of a house down the street, so the two kids I share with her could actually walk back and forth between the two homes. For the other 10 I have lived...
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Sun, Sep 09 2008 10:24 PM
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Winning fights by not fighting
I was sitting on the couch. Sam was on my lap. I had my right arm around his chest, firm but not too tight. My left arm was coming up from underneath, controlling his legs so he couldn't whack a heel into my groin (something we dads have to think...
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Fri, Sep 09 2008 4:16 PM
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A Splash of Freedom
“Ducks!” Sam said, and rushed to the side of the little pool. Yellow bathtub ducks were circling in a blue plastic pool. The water was a worrisome gray-green color, and the ducks looked a mite moldy themselves. Sam didn’t care; he grabbed...
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Wed, Aug 08 2008 2:11 PM
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