Ah, those fun phone calls from your kids…

It’s a lovely autumn afternoon here in Colorado and I’m working: the kids are with Mom for a few days, as is our regular weekday schedule. Imagine my surprise then when fifteen minutes ago my cellphone rings and it’s my older daughter, A-. “Hi Daddy. Can you come and pick us up?” “Um, what? Where’s mama?” “I dunno. We’ve been standing here in the cold for ten minutes and I can’t get ahold of her…Read More

Ten days without my kids and…

Hmmm…. after having my kids solo for two weeks my ex took them to their family compound in Missouri for their last hurrah of summer before school started. There wasn’t a specific duration to the trip planned, however, so rather than being able to plan out my solo time and slip in a trip or anything, I just hoped they’d last a week before coming back to hot late-summer Colorado. It’s now been ten days…Read More

Surviving the summer with my kids

I don’t get it. When I was a kid I remember summer as the time when I was up and out of the house every morning, cruising on my bike to my pal Mitchell’s house about 2/3 mile away, or, later, my friend Ivan’s house to get into some trouble or other (if one or the other of us wasn’t working). Sometimes they’d come over to my house and we’d spend the day building strange…Read More