Feel Manly

A few weeks ago, Dave and I took my son Thomas on a super manly camping trip* at a local state park. The park is situated alongside a man-made lake, the choppy waters of which we heroically canoed by moonlight while Dave and Thomas bickered over who knew more about canoeing. It also features a … Continue reading Feel Manly

Sacred Ground

My son joined my family when he was thirteen years old, and thankfully, because this is The Foster Dads, I don't have to explain how that works for once. Since he quite obviously wasn't a baby, I didn't have the conventional means of attaching to him that most parents have with their infant children, meaning … Continue reading Sacred Ground