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When I left the army and we moved to California for my first civilian job, Gerrit was 5 and Tucker was about 3. We ended up living there for about two and a half years, and during that time the boys started participating in sports. Since we were living in southern California, the usual thing … Continue reading
In a world filled with Mommy Blogs, this is a rare Dad Blog. It's about raising a bunch of boys so you're not going to find a lot of tender moments, poems, or recipes here. What you might find are things like Loaded Omelet Biscuits, wooden spoons, donut days, monster wrestling, push-ups, and secret hand signs.
So brace yourself.
It might get ugly.
