As I drove alone on Wednesday morning toward the Starbucks in downtown Franklin I noticed in my rearview mirror a couple in a minivan behind me. I obviously couldn’t hear a word that was spoken, but it was plain to see that they were deep in the throes of their own private war. (more…)
fatherhood
Guitar Stands and Sippy Cups
February 4, 2010
This is my son’s new favorite place to store his sippy cup. Add in a can of latex paint and everything in this picture pretty much sums up what my day has looked like today. Go figure, words like “sippy” are now a part of my vernacular…how exactly do you capture a word like that in a song?? Maybe I can start writing country music…hmmm.









