Author Archives: notyoursuperhero

I was looking back at my few blog posts, and really enjoyed reading them. Considering I am one of two consistent readers, that is a pretty secure percentage of satisfied readers. I think I also remember that I enjoyed writing … Continue reading →

How do you teach a kid to swing? It doesn’t seem like it should be that hard. Back, forth, back, forth, Row, Row, Row. A steady beat of actions that should be almost part of our instinctual responses. My oldest … Continue reading →

This past Sunday was Mother’s day. Ahh, the day when I take my children out into the world, and convince them that no matter how fluffy the bathrobe, that Mother is not partial to pastels and would probably prefer a … Continue reading →

Another reason that I am not fit to be a superhero: Bees.  I grew up thinking I was allergic to them. Superman doesn’t carry an epi-pen.  Batman might have, but only so he could save Robin’s life. Turns out that … Continue reading →

It’s been a while since I posted. I have been busy at work. No, really. Really Busy. I started a new job at the beginning of the year, and I feel like I am barely treading water. Each day brings … Continue reading →

I read a story recently. Apparently not only do children make parents unhappy, they also make you delusional. It’s apparently a similar function as the statement: “This tastes awful, try it.” Kid Crazy: Why We Exaggerate the Joys of Parenthood As … Continue reading →

You are not your job. Well, at least not unless you want it that way. Though, you do spend a fair amount of time shackled to your occupation. When I get home, I find it hard to turn off, and … Continue reading →

Spell check is a bane of our educated society. Sure, I agree, language is nothing without shared agreement. My son, the Artist went through a phase where he was using “behead” in an entirely incorrect way. “let me go behead … Continue reading →

This past Monday, Feb. 14th, , I made home made pizza. It’s what passes for romantic in a house that my wife and I have to share with Dump Truck and my eldest son.  It’s amazing how things change.  It … Continue reading →