If you have looked at social media for even a minute during this, or the past few school years, it can seem that there is a constant stream of “look-what-my-kid-did” announcements. Our society has become more competitive than ever, and…
Thank you for allowing me to share a few ideas on starting the school year by encouraging success. One of the things I love about Good Dads is the organization supports us all on our journey to become better fathers.…
I think we have all been there, cruising along at a speed that is probably not recommended by the Highway Patrol, when another car comes out of nowhere causing us to slam on our brakes and utter some words that…
“Why can’t you just help out with the wrapping? I did everything else.” “I don’t know why you have such a bad attitude about helping with the Christmas tree. This could be fun, if you weren’t acting like a big…
Our Good Dads podcast recently received feedback from a listener who wondered about how a dad could be engaged in his child’s life when the child’s mother, with whom he is no longer on good terms, makes it extremely difficult…
“My stomach is in knots. I just shut down when she gets like that. Is there something wrong with me? She says I need to learn to communicate better, but I just can’t. Am I weird?” Lots of men tell…
Becoming a new father is one of the most wonderful life events a man can experience. But it can also feel overwhelming. Take heart. By gaining some practical knowledge, setting realistic expectations and creating healthy habits, you can be a…
Are truck drivers romantic? That is what we asked Thomas Miller when we talked with him a few days before Valentine’s Day. He assured us, “I am a romantic truck driver,” but gave much of the credit to his wife,…
She didn’t exactly whack the back of my head when she lifted the lid on the overhead compartment in the plane, but she did hit it. “Watch your head,” she said matter-of-factly, after she hit me. Since I was removing…
Betty Clendening was a force to be reckoned with and our son was experiencing the full extent of her indignation. The two of them stood in front of my desk – Mrs. Clendening with her hands on her hips, Andrew…
