Sunday the kids and I started the day building and flying all sorts of paper airplanes, then went to a community Halloween-ish event in the afternoon. After that, we came home to watch both the Patriots and the Red Sox confirm our New England pride.

Yesterday, we took the family to a local fair to enjoy the sights, sounds, rides, and food that go along with it. My wife, Lisa, a vegetarian, took great interest in the fresh veggie wraps at one of the food stands. While we were there, Amanda Dumond, a reporter from the local paper, [...]

This year we figured we’d have a bit more personal involvement, and have offered to tap a tree in our yard and donate the sap to the cause. There’s something very warming about standing outside on a cold, late-winter day, tapping a tree and knowing that — after a lot of boiling (thankfully not here at our house!)

In addition to being excited about all that lies before us (including the simple idea of spending a much-needed week together!), I’m a bit anxious…. I’m just a little fearful that I might get the DTs and start shaking every time I walk past a web-enabled machine on the boat!See you on the flip side…

While watching the fireworks this past weekend in Portsmouth, NH, my son and I really enjoyed the view with the fireworks as the backdrop to the waving American flag. Couldn’t help but share.

The explanation he gave us was even more shocking: from us. When pressed to explain, he reminded us of our recent trip to the Polar Caves here in New Hampshire…. This was the first time we had explained slavery to the kids (yep, right there in the cave), and obviously it was a concept they had trouble grasping (thank goodness!).Apparently, my son had confused things and thought that the smugglers and slaves were the same people…

My friend, Ron Marks, posted a great note in his blog that really highlights the fact that, as a society, we’re way too over protective and litigious than we used to be (and yes, obviously the two go hand-in-hand)…. protect them TOO much, though, and I truly believe you actually wind up *hurting* them, and in a very big way.

The other night at dinner, the kids were telling us what they wanted Santa to bring them…. That way he can make me any toys I want.”So I’m not quite sure how to take this, but I’m pretty sure my son is happy supporting some sort of slavery or indentured servitude.

of having the milkbox outside the door, and the weekly visits from the mlkman delivering tasty treats. Well, that prompted a quick Google Local search (still in beta, of course!), and result number one was, as you might guess, a goldmine.This morning, the Little Milk Man (which is a company run by and employing only women, funnily enough) arrived, complete with the old-fashioned truck, delivering those same tasty treats I remember.

My family and I are fortunate enough to have just moved to a college town. We really love it here, we do. One of the great things is having a constant influx of new, free minds floating around through town. College students are like intelligent sponges — they absorb everything and quickly [...]