Rain

Yesterday we left Madera in the rain. It rained all the way home. I honestly didn't know it would be that bad, but I was made to feel like it was all my fault. I wouldn't intentionally put my family in that type of danger. Still, I was made to feel like a six year old who just can't do anything right. It really sucks when someone makes you feel completely inept. Maybe I never should have become a father. If I can't figure out when to drive home, how am I supposed to raise my children without destroying them?

NO, Julian!

I am becoming increasingly frustrated with hearing people tell my son, Julian, "NO!" I even hear myself saying it more and more, with an increased intensity. I have become the sounding board of the world around me that constantly denies him when he has nothing better to do than just be curious. Ya basta! Its time to start telling him yes for a change. Or else I just might explode at the wrong place, at the wrong time; and we all know there's not turning back from that.