“Even if I knew that tomorrow the world would go to pieces, I would still plant my apple tree.” ―Martin Luther Our baby daughter is at it again, tearing down […]
Learning to Love the Slow Work of Construction
This is the second of a loose series loosely called Blockpile Meditations. Series, thou art loosed. Part one is here. —– —– —– Our four-year-old son is getting it. He […]
I Will Not Let You Depart
This was one of my Papaw’s favorite poems. I have fond memories of him reciting this on his back porch, tearing up and recalling his own little children and their […]
All Right, All Together Now: Confessions of a Worried Dad
Note: I wrote this over a year ago (though it hasn’t been previously published). That’s why the ages are all wrong and I’m even balder now. Why haven’t I published […]
Explain Up, Don’t Dumb Down: Why Little Kids Need Big Words
I’m a big advocate of using big words with little kids. Our tendency, of course, is to use very simple terminology with children. It seems to me like we do […]