One of my favorite things to do with the boys some evenings while Mommy is finishing dinner is to head down to the basement, plug my iPod into my old college speakers and rock out. Yesterday, at the end of a long holiday weekend, we decided to have some fun and made our own music video to one of the U2 songs they like. Take a look and let us know what you think: The MyBoys3 Band and Get on Your Boots. Read Full Story

It’s Thanksgiving, and with it comes the big meal, which this year we hosted at our house with my wife’s family visiting. This is good, since it means we don’t have to drive anywhere (although we did that last weekend anyway) and bad, since we have to get the house ready and prepare the meal. I will admit that my role consisted primarily of extending and setting the dining room table (not an insignificant task – where would we eat if not for the table being prepared, thank you very much). My ... Read Full Story

As the stones spun underneath the tires of our minivan, I willed a renewed sense of trust in my GPS to safely navigate our way back to the interstate and traces of civilization. The gravel path twisted for about half a mile until it came to a section with three double-wide trailers that were littered with what had to be 50 years’ worth of spare parts, broken down cars and dilapidated dog pens lining the edge of the woods, each decorated with countless Beware of Dog signs and Confederate flags... Read Full Story

Tonight Mommy made us a fantastic pasta dinner and then headed off to the store, leaving Daddy to handle bed time with the three boys. We managed to get through dinner and we all headed upstairs so I could get the baby ready for bed and feed him a bottle. Just as I was about to put his sleeper on, I remembered that Mommy had said that all the boys needed a bath. “Alright, bath time for everyone,” I announced. “What?” they answered incredulously, “Even Aaron?” “Yep. Even him,” I confirmed. “Ev... Read Full Story

I never know what to expect from our weekends. They tend to be hectic and fleeting. Last night, however, it all seemed to come together and provided one of those memorable evenings that I can think back to when I’m sitting in my hotel room on Sunday night, back in Florida (again) for business. It started off a bit shaky… 6:05 – Desperately trying to get the kids shoes and jackets on, moving towards the door and into the van to head out to a yet unannounced restaurant 6:10 – Boys secured in th... Read Full Story

“And who are you supposed to be?” the man at the door asked the charming couple as they stood behind their two children on the porch waiting for Halloween candy. That is the central question that seems to haunt Don Draper, the protagonist on one of the most thought-provoking shows on television today, AMC’s Emmy award-winning Mad Men. Played in perfect pitch by leading man Jon Hamm, Draper’s character is a complicated paradox of a man. As a dashing Madison Avenue creative director in the ear... Read Full Story

It’s hard to believe but my firstborn turns 6 today. Happy Birthday Matthew! When you joined us, we had no idea what we were doing, but you’ve hung in there despite us! What a blessing you have been. Here are a few of the steps along the way…     Read Full Story

It’s hard to believe but my firstborn turns 6 today. Happy Birthday Matthew! When you joined us, we had no idea what we were doing, but you’ve hung in there despite us! What a blessing you have been. Here are a few of the steps along the way…     Read Full Story

My wife and I have an understanding about my business trips – she toughs it out with the kids by herself while I’m gone, but upon my return, I’m on major kid duty the following weekend. To paraphrase Dylan, she has to find some way out – she needs some relief. So when duty called in the predawn the morning after my return from Florida, I was up. The clock said 6:00 but it was Saturday and still dark. Josh was yelling my name from his bed so I moved groggily down the hall to see wh... Read Full Story

My wife and I have an understanding about my business trips – she toughs it out with the kids by herself while I’m gone, but upon my return, I’m on major kid duty the following weekend. To paraphrase Dylan, she has to find some way out – she needs some relief. So when duty called in the predawn the morning after my return from Florida, I was up. The clock said 6:00 but it was Saturday and still dark. Josh was yelling my name from his bed so I moved groggily down the hall to see wh... Read Full Story