The other day Kenzie drew up a list of my favorite things–at least what she thought were or should be my favorite things.

As I reviewed her list I would have to agree that everything on the list is certainly one of my favorite things.

But, her list has a curious and unusual mix of people, animals, colors and universities!

She put herself first on the list and her brother second. I’m sure she considers herself the favorite!

Then, she lists the dog before Mom. The dog is probably Mom’s favorite before me, but Mom is definitely before the dog on my favorites list.

What is most perplexing, though, is why she gives OSU the same prominence as OU on the list of my favorite things?

And, why does she list “green” before my alma mater? Doesn’t she know that OU crimson and creme are my favorite colors?

But, she got one thing right–those two are certainly at the top of my favorites list!


I’ve decided to retire from my current job next year. But, that doesn’t mean I’ve decided to quit working.

It just means I’m going to stop doing what I’ve done for much of my career and do something else. It means I’ve reached certain goals in my current profession and it’s time to try a new profession.

Besides, I’ve got health insurance premiums to pay for two young kids and college tuition somewhere down the line, so I won’t be taking up golf or fly fishing anytime soon!

I suppose I’m at one of those junctures in your life and your career when you stop and take stock of what you’ve accomplished and learned along the way to determine what might be your legacy.

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Whoever said the Internet was free didn’t publish a website or a blog. If all you do on the Internet is post pictures and life events on Facebook or Twitter or Instagram, you probably don’t think about the cost of the Internet.

But, for the people who publish the websites and blogs that you browse, there’s costs involved in posting their information on the Internet. In fact, some people post advertisements on their websites or blogs to try to recover the costs of publishing on the Internet (and, possibly to make a profit as well).

If you want people to visit your website on the Internet, you have to have an address, a location, a URL. And, that URL has to have a name, a domain, assigned to it. And, you have to obtain that domain from an authorized Internet domain registrar.

Once you have a registered domain, you have to have a place for it to reside. It could be on your own computer (web server) or somebody else’s. And, then you have to have a way to access your website and update it.

All these services–registering, residing, updating–have a cost. That’s right, there’s no free Internet.

And, if you don’t pay the Internet bill, these services will expire and voila, all your work is gone in a nanosecond.

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Today is Kenzie’s eighth birthday and one of her birthday presents was a new bike. The little beginner bike that she learned to bike-ride on is just too small for her now.

But, the new 20″ bike she got for her birthday is just a little big for her. Although she could reach the pedals from the bike seat, she couldn’t quite reach the ground with her feet without leaning the bike over.

So, it was difficult for her to get her ride started. I had to hold the bike while she got on it and then I gave her a little push and off she went.

She was able to ride on her new bike without difficulty. Unfortunately, it didn’t occur to me how she would stop her big bike. So, the only way she could stop was to crash (the same way you stop in skiing)!

She didn’t get hurt or scratched up when she crashed, but she didn’t want to ride her new birthday bike any more.

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Yogi Berra. File photo 1965 by Indy photographer Fred Parrish.

The other day I was sitting in the office at the kids’ school waiting to speak with the principal. While I was waiting, the kid’s dad’s first grade teacher walked into the office.

Although she’s retired from this school, she may be working as a substitute teacher. She may even be volunteering her time at the school. Teacher’s are like that you know. They never stop being a teacher and they never lose their dedication to working with kids, even in retirement.

So, we exchanged greetings and I gave her a brief update on the kids and then the principal was ready to see me.

As I walked to the principal’s office it suddenly happened! You know, that deja vu thing. That feeling that this is all familiar but you don’t know why. Only, unlike the typical deja vu experience, I knew exactly why this was familiar.

I had been there, done that, same school, meeting with the principal about my kid’s behavior–but 25 years ago when the kid’s dad was a student at this school..

It’s like deja vu all over again!

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As I dropped the kids off in front of the school and they exited the vehicle loaded down with their big-kid backpacks, I called out the window to them, “Just walk, it’s not a competition!.”

They obediently walked toward the front door of the school–for about two steps–and then the race was on to be the first one to get there.

The most important thing to them is to be first–or at least to beat their sibling.

Almost everything they do seems to be a competition: Be the first to get in the car. Be the first to get out of the car. Be the first to fasten their seat belt. Be the first to unfasten their seat belt!

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The kids are going through this phase where they want to blame their bad behavior on someone else. Usually, that someone else is their sibling.

“It’s her fault,” he says. “He made me do it,” she says.

“Kenzie made me hit her because she laughed at me!” says Kaleb.

“It’s Kaleb’s fault I pinched him because he wouldn’t stop talking!” says Kenzie.

It seems that neither accepts responsibility for their own bad behavior. It’s always the other one’s fault.

Sometimes, it’s outrageous, the blame they heap on one another.

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