a dad and his little girl

I have been friends with John for a long time. I’ve actually known him since he was a youngster and he was in my youth group and then my post-high school group and now? Well, now we get to be adult friends because we’re both (technically) adults. Isn’t it strange how when you’re adults it doesn’t seem like the age gap is as great? I love that. Because I’m still like ten years older than him but it doesn’t feel that way. #winning Continue reading

the look

You know ‘the look’. Or is it the look?

Either way, you know what it is. At a minimum, you’ve seen it from your mom. Yes, that’s exactly the one I’m referring to. It instills fear, yes? I know it did for me. Well, usually my mom would pinch me not long after as well so I knew ‘the look’ was not going to result in anything good at all.

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#tbt soccer stud

I’m not even sure how it happened but October has come and gone. And with that, so has another season of soccer.

Connor moved up this season to U-10, meaning under-10, meaning I have to always remind myself what each grouping actually represents. Someone was talking to me about U-19 this weekend and I was all, ‘huh?’ We worked through it. Continue reading