Repost: To The Youngest Son Of Thunder On His Day
A tradition around here at Just Flip the Dog is that I write each SON of Thunder a letter on certain days – like a birthday. And...
read moreAnd In This Corner, Our First Teenager
I remember standing in the middle of a river waving a stick, what others call fly fishing. I had a very nice little Dolly Varden on...
read moreHang On, I Need To Die First
As regular readers know, the Little Black Dress loves those “special days,” which really aren’t days. Her birthday...
read moreWhen The Pastor Tries To Be All “Hip” And Stuff
One of the major advantages of our public educational system is the development of a robust vocabulary. For example, one of the Sons...
read moreLearning Lessons From The Scene Of The Crime
Death is rude. Never a “may I,” “pardon me,” or “so sorry.” About the only nice thing one can say...
read moreThe “No Thumbs” Rule
The thumb is a fascinating device. It’s something we don’t think about. It’s just hanging out there with its...
read moreThe Middle Son Of Thunder Goes Double Digit
Ever wake up real early with a sudden fearful jolt that someone, who shouldn’t really be there, is in your room? Yeah. Most kids...
read moreThe Calm Before The Artic Blast
Weather is playing havoc with school. Christmas break is extended a day due to weather. The Sons of Thunder are finally sent packing...
read moreAnd Manna Falls
We awake to another three inches of snow. Correction – we are awoken by one of the Sons of Thunder thundering into our room...
read moreDig To China? And Why Not?
Snow hit our little area of the world, six inches or so. It started Christmas Eve, and even factoring our five-year stay in Alaska and...
read moreWe Are Free!
That sound of wildebeests stampeding across African plains? Yes, the Sons of Thunder are home. “We’re free!” Ah,...
read moreAnother Rite Of Passage Is, Well, Passed
The youngest Son of Thunder has now joined his elder siblings in successfully completing his first Christmas...
read moreChapter 5 (Part 2): A Son Of Thunder Recounts The Battle
Continuing on with our recounting – and payback – of our middle Son of Thunder’s battle against the deadly bug. As...
read moreChapter Five: A Son Of Thunder Recounts The Battle (Part 1)
Okay, not really. But his parents do. They remember the prayers from old and new friends across the country. The sleepless nights....
read moreChapter 4: A Son Of Thunder Returns From The Battlefront
There are scars, but time heals. The important thing is the middle Son of Thunder is back on familiar grounds. He is home. This...
read moreChapter 3: A Time Of Regrouping For A Son Of Thunder
Time, especially during war, has different speeds. One moment events are happening so fast you can’t breathe; another moment may...
read moreChapter 2: The Son Of Thunder’s First Battle In The New War
While we only have small hand-held communication devices at this point, a quick update from the front lines: The middle Son of Thunder...
read moreChapter 1: A Son Of Thunder Fights A Bug … And I Am Afraid
I hate bugs. I’m not talking about squishy bugs – those I just squish. I’m talking about medical bugs – the...
read moreThe Sons Of Thunder Face Death
Explaining death to kids is a fascinating study. As adults, we try and use “comforting” terms and ease into the...
read morePearls (of wisdom) For The Sons Of Thunder
It’s graduation time around here; yet there’s a difference. We’ll be packing up and leaving within a couple of...
read moreListen … And You Will Learn
There are two types of people who watch movies. - Those who sit quietly watching, letting the movie unfold before them. Waiting with...
read moreLord Of The Flies – Lite
We’ll call it the Water War of 2009, which turned into a two-day event and ended up with more rules than the Geneva...
read moreWith This Thumb . . .
So the Sons of Thunder are in the back of the Suburban and we’re heading to a Boy Scout awards ceremony. And out of the blue...
read moreIt’s Called “Permanent” For A Reason
Unbeknownst to me, No. 3 son decided not only to get a moustache, but a goatee as well. Pretty proud he was too, until he studied my...
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