James, Ethan, and Amelia Fadden. text: by Jay Fadden

I have made many mistakes and learned many lessons over the years as a parent. It became clear early that when my child felt sad or was hurt, I would feel that pain as well. There have been days when I would wait to talk to one of my children to just gauge how they were doing. I would begin to ask them how their day had gone, was everyone nice to them, did anyone pick on them? I wanted to know how they were doing.

Man with hands up in the air. Text: by Jay Fadden

I have the bad habit of procrastinating. Why do something today when you can put it off until tomorrow? Like many, I would always say I would do something later or tomorrow. Well, tomorrow would turn into two days later, then a week, until what I was going to do slipped my mind completely and it was forgotten.

Black and white photo of a family sitting on the porch of their home. Text: by Jay Fadden

Last weekend, I was walking through a neighborhood and noticed a number of people outside working on their yards. They were preparing for spring and doing cleanup. I continued to walk and would occasionally wave to the people. I then noticed their homes, and it made me begin to think a bit about ownership.

A silhouette of a family in the sunset. Text: by Jay Fadden

This is part 3 of a three-part series.

Two boys and their father look at a lake. Text: by Jay Fadden

So a quick recap in case you did not read last week’s blog. We discovered that Shirley was pregnant, and after the initial shock, Shirley settled in and prepared for our new child. I melted like ice cream on a hot summer day!

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by Jay Fadden