The Benefit of Trust

I opened the pen so the dogs could stretch their legs in the yard. They ran around, relieved themselves, and ate worms–they are dogs, after all. When it was time to go back inside, I was presented with a problem. My parents clean the dogs’ paws whenever they come back in the house. Mario was…

Flail or Flip

I lived at the pool as a kid. I turned cartwheels from the side of the pool into the water. I performed dives, both forward and backward, from the curved edge of the water. Maddeningly, I could not summon the courage to jump from the diving board. The board was a mere five feet above…

Am I a Failure Because I Failed?

I have an admission to make: I failed geography in the 9th grade. I could make excuses. My parents had just gone through a grueling divorce. We had moved across the country to yet another new school. My teacher spoke with such a strong accent that I could barely understand what he said. However, if…

Calling Out

Sitting on the hard ground in front of Cinderella’s castle, my son Kaden fidgeted. We had just experienced one of the most amazing fireworks displays at DisneyWorld’s Magic Kingdom. We were holding down the fort for a great seat at the Once Upon a Time show. None of us had ever seen the show before….

New Arenas

Splitting your pants is never fun. Splitting the ski pants you borrowed while learning to ski with friends can be a little funny … in retrospect. Several friends and I decided to go skiing in Mammoth. I was the only freshman skier so I decided to brave the slopes with them and learn along the…

Trust Issues

My son is 11 years old and counting down the days until he turns 12. For some reason, he thinks he’s legally allowed to stay home alone when he’s 12. I have no idea where he got his information from, but like I’ve said before, he figures if he says it with confidence, it makes…