Tonight on Adventures in Parenting:

Driving home with the boys when I hear a small voice humming a song in the back seat. I turn the radio down to hear it better. It takes a minute to identify, but that’s when the real dread sets in.

Yes, every parent should worry when they hear a small child humming the theme to Mission: Impossible.

My mini-me is in the back seat humming that song while I’m driving down the highway, helpless to prevent most anything his little mind has found to do.

Fortunately, he is also my clone so I know that there is a really high chance that he is just humming a song that he’s heard me humming on a regular basis. But, he’s also my clone, so there’s a chance he could about to cause an international incident.

Update: we made it home. I’m not ready to say there was no damage. The fact that I haven’t found any (yet) makes me somehow more nervous.

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Who am I?

I’ve walked a path I didn’t ask for, guided by a God I can’t ignore. I don’t wear titles well—writer, teacher, leader—they fit like borrowed armor. But I know this: I’ve bled truth onto a page, challenged what I was told to swallow, and led only because I refused to follow where I couldn’t see Christ.

I don’t see greatness in the mirror. I see someone ordinary, shaped by pain and made resilient through it. I’m not above anyone. I’m not below anyone. I’m just trying to live what I believe and document the war inside so others know they aren’t alone.

If you’re looking for polished answers, you won’t find them here.
But if you’re looking for honesty, tension, paradox, and a relentless pursuit of truth,
you’re in the right place.

If you’re unsure of what path to follow or disillusioned with the world today and are willing to walk with me along this path I follow, you’ll never be alone. Everyone is welcome and invited to participate as much as they feel comfortable with.

Now, welcome home. I’m Don.

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