Baby Laughs, Snowmen, and Getting Our LEGO On

This girl loves her some snow.

This girl loves her some snow.

For us in the northeast, this winter has been brutal. What, you didn’t know that?? You haven’t seen it plastered all over the news and the interwebs? Weird. All the snow has provided me with many, many, MANY opportunities to take Sophia out back to build a snowman (Do you wanna build a SNOWWWWMAAAAAAAN?!!!), slide down the hill in the greatest makeshift sled of all time, and teach her how to throw snowballs like a boss.

They’ve been fun. They’ve also given us insane cabin fever. But, the best part of all this snow has been Sophia’s reactions when she looks out of our bedroom window in the morning and sees the beautiful white snow covering the ground… “It’s snowing!” or “It snowed!!!!” and her eyes get so wide and her jaw drops. It takes me back to my days as a kid. Back when I loved the snow. Back when I didn’t moan and groan about yet another storm. I miss the days when snow was the best thing ever. It makes me so happy for her to love snow that much, just like I did. Continue reading

Where Can I Find My Patience?

The song in the video above is one I vividly remember from my childhood. I recall a different voice singing it when I was a boy, but the lyrics remain. The chorus has stuck with me for what feels like forever:                                                                                                  

Have patience, have patience
Don’t be in such a hurry
When you get impatient, you only start to worry
Remember, remember that God is patient, too
And think of all the times when others have to wait for you

In fact, when we’re in a hurry to go somewhere or Sarah gives me a hard time to get me moving to get out the house, I’ll often sing the chorus to her. I used to be patient. I used to not worry if I was running late, or if I was stuck in a crowd, or anything along those lines. Now? I’m quite the opposite. I don’t know when my patience deteriorated to the level it is at now. But, my lack of patience has really been shining through when it comes to being a parent. Continue reading

Dad-flections – Three Years and Two Kids Later

Hard to believe I've been a dad for three years!

Hard to believe I’ve been a dad for three years!

WordPress did a funny thing the other day. It wished me a happy anniversary. I was confused. It’s not my anniversary until May! And then it hit me. They were wishing me a happy third anniversary for this blog. I’ve been doing this for three years?! I guess that shouldn’t come as a surprise, considering Sophia will be three tomorrow. WAIT, I’ve been a dad for three years?! THAT is the most shocking revelation I’ve had lately! In that spirit, I’m about to take you down the path of reminiscing and musing about the last three years of my life. Buckle up. Continue reading