Spheres

I overheard my 12-year-old playing with her younger brother and she asked him to help her pick up all the 'spheres' in the backyard. A little confused, I asked her what she meant. Apparently, somewhere along the way, she learned the slang associated with male genitalia and now feels awkward using the word 'balls.' They grow up so fast.

Sugary Cereal

Every once in a while we give into our kids’ endless pleas for sugary cereal. Recently, a box of Frosted Flakes made it into our home and, though we try not to do it often, I have to admit that this time it’s been worth it due to my 7-year-old’s hilarious inability to remember what they’re called every morning. So far he’s asked to have a bowl of Frozen Flecks and, the next morning, a bowl of Frosting Fleeks and, the morning after that, a bowl of Frosted Flags. I can’t wait to hear what tomorrow morning’s variation will be.

Vegetables

The day my son is tall enough to ride all the rides at Six Flags is the day my wife and I are going to have to come up with a new, equally convincing reason for him to want to eat his vegetables.

One Reason

One of the main reasons I had children is because I knew that someday there'd be this empty part of me that could only be filled by having someone shorter than me follow me around and point out the gray hairs on my head that they themselves had large part in helping to create.