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Section 1 – About a father

Thinking of my family at this late hour. It is 1am here. 2am back home. I am on vacation and can’t sleep. All but one family member is at home in Casa de Familia. I was working a night job delivering newspapers. One night I happened to deliver to a business that had an old friend working. I had worked with this person in a previous job when I was still in high school. I wanted to date her more than I wanted anything in this life. I wanted to show her that men are not all assholes like her ex-husband and the other riffraff that she went out with. One night, she invited me to a Christmas party at a hotel with some friends. It so happens that I had my daughter that weekend. What better way to woo a woman than to introduce a small child. So I

Shoot, a laptop, and your teen’s attention

Now, I am sure that all of my readers have seen or heard the news report about the father, Tommy Jordan, who authored a video post on his daughter’s facebook wall titled “Facebook Parenting: For the Troubled Teen.” and then posted the video on his daughter’s facebook wall. I am not here to bemoan his actions, nor am I here to defend his daughter. I am simply a parent with an opinion. My opinion is this: In the age of parent’s killing their children for the slightest disrespect and other reasons, was what Tommy Jordan did so bad? Sure it might be considered over the top to take a .45 pistol and blow away a laptop in response to some nefarious post, but as a parent, I consider it my responsibility to monitor the activity of my juvenile children while they are online and in my house. Let me say

Day 9 ~ A long night, a short day, exhausted

David, our youngest was up and down most of the night with his cough. Poor guy sounds like he is going to cough up a lung or something. So I spent the night monitoring him to make sure he was ok. Long night. His breathing finally calmed around 5 am so I got to sleep a bit. You forget how quickly 6:30 comes until the wife turns on the light so she can get dressed for work. So I was up and about, got all of the kids off to school this morning, and then laid on the couch. David woke up briefly, long enough to eat something so that he could take his morning pills, and some cough medicine. Then he sacked out again. So I snoozed as long as he was snoozing. Had to lay some noise traps around his bed so that I would wake if he