I spent over three hours this morning in a gym watching kids play basketball. It made me think of my dad. Teacher. Coach. Man who can remember who shot what. Assists. Who’s good. Who needs to works on what. Made me remember him driving boys home. After practices. All the boys yelling… “hey Mr. Glenn”. … More random basketball thoughts
People who write regularly seem to enjoy putting together {best of} lists. Especially around the new year. You know, best songs of 2014. Best books. Best movies. In times past, I posted a blog entry every Friday entitled Flapjack Friday Faves. That was back when I made my kids pancakes every Friday morning. And I took the … More favorite things
My daughter, at fifteen, is old enough to determine whether she takes a compliment to heart. For example, if I tell her she looks nice she may or may not truly believe it. She has her own standard and measurement of whether she looks good or not. Another example. She is on her school soccer … More encouragement
Upon a Sunny Day 