Kyna and I have a bit of a Scrooge mentality towards Valentines Day. We frequently joke that it’s just a “made up holiday,” created for the sole purpose of compelling people to spend lots of money on cards, flowers, expensive dinners, etc. I suppose we mean this tongue-in-cheek, but…only slightly. So we basically ignore that… Continue reading Spouses by the Letters
Several months ago I wrote a post about the gap that is frequently present between my childrens’ ideal behaviors (whether it be obedience or simple daily routines) and reality. This gap (chasm? no, surely not that far) is often filled with parental inconsistency. In that post, which you can find here, I mentioned some resolutions… Continue reading An Update on “Consistency, Consistency, Consistency”
So there’s a running joke at our house (and maybe beyond our house depending on how weird our friends think I am) that I do not fit the typical male stereotype when it comes to marital communication. While stereotypes are often dangerous, I think it’s safe to say that in many marriages the husband has… Continue reading Communicating with Cards
Back when my wife and I were dating (which, increasingly, seems like way back) we had a point of tension which very nearly derailed our relationship. Kyna was coming from a background where her every expectation was that she would have a full-time career and was moving in that direction with her plans. I was coming… Continue reading Homeschool Dad Among Moms
I’ve always admired – and aspired – to those families whose homes run orderly and efficiently; who have so established patterns and expectations that bedtime seems more a matter of the parents pushing “start” on a well-oiled machine than grabbing their lasso and herding the cantankerous cattle into their proper pens. Where dinner clean up… Continue reading Consistency, Consistency, Consistency
I’m reading a book by G. K. Chesterton called “Orthodoxy.” It’s a very philosophical book, a work-out for my mind, and like the best exercise it is both difficult and enjoyable. It is also, I confess, not the place I expected to gain any insight into feeding and nurturing the romance in my marriage. And… Continue reading What is Romance, Anyway?
