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The other night I took two of my sons, thirteen and eight, to classical symphony. Their older brother was a member of the symphony playing the double bass. We ended up missing it. I discovered by the time I end my bus run there isn’t enough time to get to Provo by 7:30. It was […]
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There are seven in my family who attend church. The final meeting of the day has us in different classrooms scattered all over the church. Trying to round up everyone after church can be difficult. One week we had come home to eat Sunday dinner. It was only then that we realized that we had […]
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My children have influenced me to watch Dr. Who. This goes to show that you must be careful who your children are—they will influence you to do things you would never have done otherwise. Actually, I remember Dr. Who from my childhood. I ate, drank, and slept science fiction while growing up in the 60’s […]
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My fourth son, Jory, stole the family show this week. Jory is twelve-years-old, almost 13. He is in the clear, fresh, beautiful autumn of childhood before the winter years of his “teenagedom” hit. He can still sing as high as his sisters. He still likes to play games with his little brothers and sisters. He […]
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Have any of you ever called a family meeting. Perhaps it’s time for family prayer. Maybe dinner is ready. The worst is when there is a family problem to be discussed. It can take a long time to get everyone together. By the time everyone is gathered someone is always frustrated and ornery. Strangely enough, […]
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For some time my seventeen-year-old daughter, Clorinda, had been asking her mom to trim her hair. Her mom is not a trained stylist. When the kids were younger she didn’t hesitate to trim hair. In fact she would call them in and order them to “sit!” She’s not as quick to trim the hair of […]
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When I am at work the phone will ring. Sometimes it is a customer needing computer help. Often it is one of my children. “Dad?” they will say. When I come home from work it won’t be too long after I have entered the house when I hear “Dad?” I will be out in my […]
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Yesterday three of my kids were with me at the BYU library. I was there to read a book I couldn’t find anywhere else. I had to read it there because, not being a student, I don’t have check-out privileges. I wondered how long my kids would let me read before they overwhelmed me with […]
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My mom grew up on a hog farm in Iowa. She was the third of three daughters born five years apart. Her father—picture the farmer in the painting “American Gothic”—must have grunted in disappointment at the birth of each child because he needed boys to help run his farm. Being an innovative man Grandpa learned […]
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“Is it possible to raise healthy, engaged children who are sexually pure in today’s world?” I want my children to grow up virtuous. This means I want them to be honest (even when no one is looking), responsible, kind, intelligent, courageous, and sexually pure. In this blog post I will be concentrating on sexual purity […]
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