Some days start off badly…
…and then just go downhill from there. It wasn’t too bad, at first. Until I realized that it was 8am and I’d forgotten to set the alarm. Until I realized that I had forgotten to turn the door-chime back on that lets us know when our escape-artist children have wandered out of the house. (They [...]
Sometimes he’s Autistic…
…And sometimes he’s just a brat. Panic is a cub-scout. Has been since the wife failed to duck fast enough when they were asking for volunteers to lead a den in the local Cub Scout Pack. Last weekend was the annual “Rain-gutter Regatta” and it’s something that we’ve known about for months. Which is why [...]
Betrayal…
When your baby is sick you want nothing better than to make the pain stop. Sometimes it involves getting their favourite toy, sometimes it involves rubbing their back while they watch their favourite movie, sometimes it involves ice-cream. Sometimes it involves you and your spouse holding them down and forcing medicine down his throat. As [...]
My disappearing act…
I do it from time to time. Disappear without telling anyone. This was a lot more common in my youth. I was the proverbial “James Dean” type. Bad boy, rode a motorcycle (though nothing too cool, I never spent more than $750 on one) and the whole nine yards. I would take off for months [...]
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