I kept watching with some kind of awe as the kids flew up and down the ramps, in and out of bowls and did things that I wouldn’t dare do now….or then. K-Man watched too. “I want to do that, daddy.” Someday, kid. And, when you do, you’ll apparently learn valuable lessons that no adults can possible teach you.
Author Archives: Todd Lieman
Holi-Dazed
I’ve just had enough. For some reason, it feels like the holidays have gone on longer than in year’s past. I’m not trying to be ungrateful for what turned out to be a pretty good year. I dunno, maybe it’s just the booze and food talking.
Stop the Bleeding
But, I’ve often said, the parenting gods and golf gods are best of friends. And, just as you think to yourself after making a birdie putt that “golf is easy,” you triple bogey the next few holes – so goes parenting. As soon as you think you’ve got it all dialed in…the kid gets a bloody nose.
Passing the Marathon Torch
Finally, after years of saying, “I want to run a marathon,” I can now say, “I ran a marathon.” It was brutal. San Antonio was unseasonably warm with 94 percent humidity. Training in Marin doesn’t really prepare you for 94 percent humidity. It sucked. A lot.
It’s Just Lunch
Why is it so surprising that a father can take care of his kid (or kids) when the wife/partner/insert appropriate term here is away? Fathers ARE parents, too, right? Right?