I turned 40 yesterday. A quick look around the dinner table – my parents, my wife and kids, my sister and her family – I reflected on what accomplishments are truly important.
These are mine.
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Family and Other Crazy People
It’s the most important thing I’ve ever done in my life, and the one I’m proudest of.
Not just the getting married part. Heck, any two adults with the church-and-state approved mix of X and Y chromosomes can do that. What few people will tell you going in: it’s not the wedding – [...]
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Olive the Otter
Alex got to take home the class mascot for the weekend. This is one page of his journal entries (with an assist from Mommy).
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Nate loves music. Everything from Christmas carols to heavy metal gets him dancing, with head bobbing and arms waving. And when he loves a song and the song ends, claps his hands and shouts, “Yay!”
This morning at mass, the last notes of the first hymn had just finished echoing through the church when [...]
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Pool warrior
Originally uploaded by Mike’s Flickr Account.
“Today is a good day to sunscreen my scalp.”
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Seven years ago today I married the love of my life. Since then, we’ve had three different homes, lives in two different states, collectively held a half-dozen jobs, and added two amazing new people to the planet.
One thing that hasn’t changed is how easy it is for me to love this woman.
Of all the [...]
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I have a metal comb. It’s the single material possession I inherited from my grandfather, Alex. His name I carry as my middle name, and have bestowed to my first son.
Grandpa Alex was a barber. He had a barber shop in his house in a small town in Ohio, and that metal [...]
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We’re in New York, visiting Dineen’s parents for Christmas. Her father has just finished making us breakfast, her mother is at work, and Dineen is upstairs taking a shower. Alex is playing with a Fisher-Price bus, running over plastic pedestrians at criminally negligent speeds.
Nate, as he has done many times, grabbed my hand [...]
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