Author Archives: Jeff Allanach
Boo-boos
Karen is in the car with the kids, and they are talking about vacation Bible school. Gavin (7): When Jesus came back to life, he still had marks on his hands and feet. Karen: He did? Gavin: Yeah, but they … Continue reading
A testament to engaged fatherhood
I’ve never doubted the love a father can feel for his children. I felt it when Celeste came screaming into my life nearly 11 years ago, and again when Gavin followed a few years later. And I was reminded of … Continue reading
Whose turn is it to mow the lawn?
I pull out of the garage with the kids, and notice the grass needs mowing. Me: Celeste! When are you going to mow the lawn? Celeste (10): It’s not my job. Only boys mow lawns. Gavin (7): No, only daddies … Continue reading
A few words from my son remind me of growing up fatherless
I love listening to Hair Nation on SiriusXM. I realize none of the music is original and the bands that fill its airwaves are better known for breaking laws and hotel lamps than musical barriers, but that’s not the point. … Continue reading
Why shower today?
I should know to phrase my questions better. Me: Why don’t you guys go upstairs and take a shower? Gavin (7): Because we don’t want to.
A father’s lesson in allowance
I love hearing the perspectives of other parents and how they teach their children life lessons. Take money as an example. A couple of years ago we decided to start teaching our then 9-year-old daughter Celeste about money. She wanted … Continue reading
Teaching children the value of money
Celeste has a wonderful innocence about money. She knows what it is, of course, and that her mother and I work to earn it, but she has not fully developed the concept of the value of a dollar. She’s beginning … Continue reading
Teaching is daddy job No. 1
I have lots of jobs as a father, but three consistently rise to the top of the list: provider, protector, and teacher. Providing for my two children is fairly easy as long as I have a decent-paying job, which I … Continue reading
Will you hold my ice cream?
Celeste and Gavin are eating soft ice cream at the carnival. Celeste: Daddy, will you hold my ice cream when I go on the ride? Me: You sure you trust me to not eat it? Celeste: Mommy, will you hold … Continue reading