Every year, we plan a Memorial Day trip to Philly to visit with my family.
It’s a great opportunity for my kids to be with their cousins and for us to eat some Korean food. But it’s an 8 hour drive. With 3 kids going on a half-day trek, we have to plan and pack strategically. Thankfully we have the mini-van. I don’t care what people say, I absolutely love mini-vans. Like a second home on wheels.
For the month of August, I committed to blogging every day (every Mon ~ Friday). I did this for several reasons. First, to publicly document my thoughts and ramblings in a more coherent manner.
I try to write every day, but this forced me to publicly share my thoughts. I love writing. Even if it’s in short amounts (like 15 minutes), hence the name of this blog: write15minutes.com.
Second, in order to see if more consistent blogging leads to more consistent readership. I have heard time and time again, if you want more readers – then you have to blog more often. So I tried every day for August.
Here are a few thoughts I have as we all embark on the last third of 2015. *Can you believe we are 2/3 done with this year?*
Here’s what I’ve learned: Continue reading
We were celebrating my birthday recently, so the boys took me out to Buffalo Wild Wings (their favorite place to “treat” dad). Our boys’ ages are 10, 8, and 2 – so this place is like a wild and crazy carnival with loud music, 3,200 TV screens, and little tablets (yes, they provide tablets!) for mobile apps and games. Or what I like to call “quality family time.”
My kids like to read. My wife, Amanda, likes that the kids like to read. She often rents books and audiobooks from our local libraries. That’s right libraries. We have multiple accounts with multiple libraries – you never know how long you have to wait for the next book in the “Magic Tree House” series. That Mary Pope Osborne is an evil mastermind genius.
My brother-in-law (BIL) and I took our boys to see a movie this past weekend. It was a bit of a conundrum because between the 4 boys ranging in ages of 11 through 8 – there weren’t many choices. My BIL suggested Jurassic World. Three out of the four boys did NOT want to see this. I knew my older son, Benjamin, would have nightmares for weeks. But BIL was already in line to get the tickets. I thought, well – let’s see how this goes.