“Dad. What’s a rim job?” Aaaaaaaaaaand. We’re back. It’s been a while between blogs. I’ve been fending off questions like this in the months between. My kids (still) aged 10 and 11 appear to be…

Johnny who?

I shouldn’t have been that surprised. It was inevitable. A matter of time. They found them, just as I had once found them. Condoms. In my bedside table. It could have happened anytime. It didn’t….

Running naked through the house is a nightly occurrence for both my boys. But for Zak, my 7 year old this tends to go hand in hand (no pun intended) with his regular one man…