I love my teams. I don’t think I’m delusional, but perhaps I am.
Team
Surrounded
In memory of Raymond LeRoy Schmidt. May Love surround us all.
Plans
I remember when our youngest was about 9 or 10, observing his sometimes surly older siblings. He came to us and said, with true empathy in his voice, “I want to apologize in advance for when I’m a moody teenager.”
Picture
I think kids start to get tired of this ritual around 4th grade. That’s my memory of when the eye rolls and dramatic sighing began. Good luck parents!
Place
The wife has really taken to dog training—she’s brilliant at it: patient, firm, loving. Coincidentally, these are the same qualities she’s employed to train me.
Volley
Part 2 of 3. Sunday morning cartoon…
Threat
He’s the mellowest dog until it’s package deliver time…
Stay
The narratives we create to make life more tolerable…
Help
This could be my son’s prayer for sure. Still, as The Who sang, the kids are alright.
Pause
Every summer growing up I felt this way. There is no adult equivalent. One week just bleeds into the next… 😂
White Outs 