Archive for the ‘Family and Life’ Category

Cross Crusade #7 and SSCXWC: A new cross racer is born

November 12th, 2009 by Bret 3

Somehow, and I’m not quite sure how, my eight-year-old son, Dylan, decided he wanted to ride in a Kiddie Kross race. I tried not to pressure him, just suggested it. Really. I made sure he was aware of the risks, the trials and tribulations of cross racing, the veritable behemoth of obstacles that lie ahead [...]

Off to the Cross Races

October 8th, 2009 by Bret 0

Last weekend I took my kids to the Cross Crusade series races at the Alpenrose Dairy Velodrome. It was the first time at a cross race for all of us, but we had a good time. Tons of people were there, but everything (aside from the parking) seemed to be really well-organized. We only had [...]

Biking the Camas Days Parade

August 11th, 2009 by Bret 0

A few weeks ago, my son was scheduled to ride his new bike in the Camas Bike and Sport portion of the parade. When I showed up, slyly thinking I’d be dropping my son off, I was quickly asked if I wanted to ride in the parade, too. Me being the shy artsy type who [...]

Chapter 7: David Hasslehoff invades my home

April 6th, 2008 by Bret 0

On the TV: New Sprint commercial with new CEO, Dan Hesse, introducing himself
My Six-Year-Old Son (in a deep, exaggerated voice): Hi Dan Hesse!
My Three-Year-Old Daughter (in a deep, exaggerated voice): Hi Dan Hesse!
My Son: Hi Dan Hesse!
My Daughter: Hi Dan Hesse!
My Daughter: Hi David Hasslehoff!

Chapter 6: A ninja on my neck

March 16th, 2008 by Bret 0

It was a long day. My company had been rolling out one of the bigger projects we’d had to date. I was on hour 12 of a 16 hour day, finishing up the work from home so I could at least be near by family. My wife, who had recently fallen under the spell of [...]

Chapter 5: It’s the government’s fault

February 21st, 2008 by Bret 1

As my son and I are driving to pick up a pizza while on a recent family trip to the coast, he suddenly accuses me of being a flake. Knowing my son, this sort of accusation is usually caused by a blood sugar crash, exhaustion from a long day or is simply a cry for [...]

Chapter 4: Bell bottoms, muscle cars and rock n’ roll

February 2nd, 2008 by Bret 3

To a child growing up in the ’70s, everything about the world seemed huge and grandiose. I’m sure that many kids feel like their surroundings are huge and grandiose, but the ’70s were even more huge and grandiose in a way that expressed a sense of excess and complete abandonment for all things not huge [...]

Chapter 3: Blame it on the food poisoning

January 20th, 2008 by Bret 2

I have a shocking revelation for you: I’m no perfect parent.
And here is shocker number two: I’m pretty sure there’s no such thing.
We’re all human and prone to mistakes, errors in judgment and the occasional indiscretion or two. As a parent, I’ve said and done many things that have me questioning my ability to be [...]

Chapter 2: My phantom self

January 8th, 2008 by Bret 1

I’m not sure when it happened first, but parts of me have started to disappear.
These parts, well, they are not physical parts, but parts of who I am. My music. My writing. My free time. My will to imagine and play. Freedom. Sweet freedom.
Imagine yourself beginning life as a large block of granite when [...]

Chapter 1: The Realization Sets In

December 8th, 2007 by Bret 2

“Princess Leia is dirty, mommy,” says the girl, holding her armless action figure up in the air. She repeats this phrase at least three times, because a two-year-old can never be heard enough. That girl is my daughter.
For a brief moment, I close my eyes, inhale the smell of breakfast being cooked a hundred times [...]