Adventures in Parenting

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Parenting isn’t always easy. At least it can be entertaining.

  • (marriage edition) Alona felt the need to pluck a long white hair from my beard. Alona: Wow. It’s so long. So white. Wow, look at how white that is. As she places the hair on her black shirt. Me: It shows up really well against a black background. I bet it would disappear against your…

  • Taking the boys out to eat. Dominic brings a can of Dr. Pepper. It’s not unusual to see him carrying one almost everywhere. Half way to the restaurant, he opens it. Me: You do realize that we are headed to a restaurant? To eat? Dominic: Yeah, it negates the need to get a drink. Plus,…

  • The boys wanted to go to Wafflehouse. Donaven: They look like they’re closing. Dominic: They’re not. Donaven: When do they close? Me: Never. Donaven: What would happen if they do close? Me: Human sacrifice, cats and dogs living together, mass hysteria! You know? The end of the world as we know it. It says so…

  • Donaven: Hey, dad. Can I tell you something? Me: Sure, buddy. Donaven: It’s a little sus (suspect). Do you know that one girl? The story doesn’t matter much if you don’t know her. Me: That one girl? That narrows is down a bit. Go on. Donaven: Well she was talking and saying stuff, but she…

  • Driving home with the boys. Donaven wants to stop at the gas station again. I said no since we had stopped earlier. Donaven: Are they closed? They don’t look closed. (driving by the gas station) See? I knew they were open. I know. We aren’t gonna stop. That’s ok. Driving by the cemetery… Donaven: Now…

  • Donaven runs into our bedroom crying. Donaven: Dad, I made a scavenger game for Anava to play. The winner gets the big TV. She doesn’t want to play. Now I can’t get the big TV. Yes, he made up a game. He hid things for a scavenger hunt. The winner got the big TV for…

  • The pure joy of listening to your youngest singing “everything is awesome” while completely wrecking an entire city. That sweet, innocent sound throwing down absolute digital hell on the unsuspecting people in that city? This could be a true villian origin story. Stay tuned. Not sure if we should br worried yet. #MegaMind2 #AtLeastHeIsntKickingPuppies

  • Alona and I came home to find out that the boys got into a food fight while we were gone. Sugar everywhere. Both boys had glazed eyes and crusty white rings around their mouths. #SugarHigh #PourSomeSugarOnMe #WalkingOnWhiteSand

  • Getting woken up at two AM by an angry teenager is not the most common thing in our house. When Hearing the reason he was angry is, unfortunately, more common. Donaven got out of bed and peed on Dominic’s stuffed frog. Activate angry mom mode. The interrogation begins. It ends just as quickly as it…

  • 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…

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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