ihopeiwinatoaster

Twelve years ago this journey began. Our twin boys were six and I initially just wrote about the cute stuff they did. In fact, the name of this blog came to be because one day I heard them chanting “ihopeiwinatoaster; ihopeiwinatoaster” over and over in the basement. Time passed, I tried to go a little deeper, say important things. However, those cute boys are at university now and their stories are their own. So, what’s an old blogger to do? Well, I guess that’s what I am trying to find out.

Tuesday, November 26, 2013

Swansongs and Renaissance Boys

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I've started it a hundred times probably.  "It is with great regret..." or "In the interest of my personal sanity I feel...
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Thursday, November 21, 2013

Nananananananana, Thatman

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I don't really want to be "that guy," you know, the one always showing off and bragging about his kids.  The guy that talks o...
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Sunday, November 17, 2013

What's Missing?

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When I was a college kid some of my buddies and I went to one of the guy's family hunting cabin in the backest, darkest woods of West V...
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Monday, November 11, 2013

On Cursive (On Donner, On Blitzen ...)

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It is inexplicable the pleasure Nick and Zack seem to get out of writing in cursive.  I couple of years ago, if asked, I would have probabl...
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Thursday, November 7, 2013

Battle Cards and Something Else

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Lately I have been speaking on wild things and stories, with a hints of spirituality and sacristy and somber overtones of sadness.  I think...
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Wednesday, November 6, 2013

An Untold Story

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The story may not always be happy or luminous or grace-laden, but, every story is a beautiful story. Some just want to be told, maybe fo...
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Monday, November 4, 2013

A Solstice of Sorts

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Imagine, if you will, a boy standing amidst a circle of towering stones, bigger than could ever be considered, yet stacked and carved and ...
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