Before we had children, I was determine to instruct our future kids on how to be outgoing and how to deal with embarrassment. Lord knows I’ve become an expert in the latter. It’s not that I want them behaving like jerks but rather to say, “Ooops” from an innocent faux pas rather than shrivel in humiliating horror. This can’t come at a better time for our daughter, who’s approaching her teen years.
“Hey Dad! You know what happened today?”
I assumed it was a rhetorical question so I answered, “The mailman came this afternoon?”
“No really! Do you know what happened today?” [Read more...]






Not long ago was the 8th anniversary of “On Dad’s Watch.” After a lot of soul searching, I’ve decided to come clean with my readers…I have no family and these stories are written under heavy sedation from an insane asylum…FOOLED YA!
While the majority of “On Dad’s Watch” stories are about our wacky twosome, I’ve sometimes written about another wacky pair, my very own parents. They’re a couple of old folk who don’t quite know it yet. Today they left on a cruise, where I suspect they’ll surf … maybe not, but the attitude is there.
When you woke up a few weeks ago did you say, “Wow! It’s Super Bowl Sunday!” Or, “Wow! It’s the 7th anniversary of ‘On Dad’s Watch’!”? Come on, be honest.





