Going Back to the Barbershop
Growing up, my dad would always take me to the barbershop. I still remember it like it was yesterday. We would wait on the red glittery vinyl couch, watch old shows on a small TV and I’d…
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Growing up, my dad would always take me to the barbershop. I still remember it like it was yesterday. We would wait on the red glittery vinyl couch, watch old shows on a small TV and I’d…
View PostYear after year we slave in the kitchen making adorable treats for Santa to eat. We spend hours decorating these sugar cookies with frosting and candies, but have we ever thought about Santa and his…
View PostI could rattle off gifts for me and my wife for days, but when it comes to our own parents it can be hard to get them something they would actually enjoy. Why is it…
View PostIn How the Grinch Stole Christmas I love the line, “Maybe Christmas, he thought… doesn’t come from a store. Maybe Christmas, perhaps… means a little bit more!” But raising kids in a world where all…
View PostI don’t know about you, but I feel like the holidays are so romantic. Maybe it’s the lights, the giving to others, or just being with family more often. I do think that it can…
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