Parenting is hard. Hours after we had celebrated the birth of Jesus in Chicago we decided to take our kids bowling with grandma and grandpa. The first few frames went…
If there isn’t some sort of ball involved, I don’t really see the point of running. Where are you running to? Where’s the basket? Where’s the endzone? Nevertheless, we signed…
Just a handful of hours after the birth of our second daughter, my wife entered into a deep internal darkness. Our second daughter had been born healthy, but my wife…
We’ve all seen them before. The well-crafted Facebook post or the well thought out Instagram picture showcasing a great achievement, while still maintaining an envious amount of humility. You know,…