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Happy Anniversary, Babe.

So no post last night, several the day before.

Today is a simple, straightforward message.

Happy Anniversary to my beautiful wife Samantha.

I love you more than anything, and am so fortunate to share my life with you.

I thought for sure that after the chlorophyll wore off, and you’d figured out the locking mechanism to the shed in the back yard, that you would have run away. Screaming.

But you stayed. Admittedly, the electric fence helped. We worked it out. We built a life. Had amazing children, and each day gets better and better.

Ours is a relationship built on honesty. On friendship, and on trust.

So in light of that, I think its time I take the ankle restraint off. One of them, anyways.

Sorry. That was for my personal diary. I digress.

I love you Babe. You have given me more than just love and purpose. You have given me a home for my heart. Also, you laugh at my jokes, which I really appreciate.

Thank you, Samantha, for being with me, and for being a part of me.

I couldn’t bear to be apart from you.

But its our kids, Sam. Somethings got to be done about our kids!!!!

Doctor Who 50th Anniversary Weekend Celebration – Part One

Friday Night.

The family and I are kicking off our weekend of all things Whovian.

For tonight we have:

Dinner:

Kronkburgers and Gallifries with Sonic Screwdrivers (non-alcoholic for the kiddies)

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A viewing of “An Adventure In Space and Time” followed by all four episodes of “The Three Doctors” – The 10th Anniversary special.

Great Fun.

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Adventures In Space and Time

This weekend is about remembering.

Today, we mark the anniversary of the day the world lost a complicated man of will and vision.

Tomorrow, we celebrate the anniversary of an iconic television show that has inspired generations.

Both occurred 50 years ago.

Just stop and think about that for a moment.

Half a century.

Today we enjoy a diverse political landscape, forseen by the likes of President Kennedy and the brave men and women of his age. And our sights are set upon bright and brilliant possibilities only dreamt of in the vast, glowing universes traversed by The Doctor in the T.A.R.D.I.S.

So take a moment to reflect. Just a pause.

Remember well where we have been.

In 50 years, it will all feel like yesterday.

To Serve and Protect….and answer 911 misdials….

Yeah so I’m sure we’ve all had an experience reference in today’s title.

My five year old got a hold of his oldest brothers phone and played around with it.

A few minutes later, my thirteen yr old came in to the living room freaking out because the police were on the phone.

They arrived on scene as per protocol about 7 minutes later, and the sight of my wee one in tears gave them a bit of a chuckle. They nicely and warmly asked him to be careful in the future and wished us a good night.

The system isn’t perfect, but I’d rather have it this way then not at all.

Winds and Sails…..

Parenting and the digital age. Ugh.

No one ever said regular parenting was easy.

These days, the task of nurturing our young is significantly enhanced. So much so that it can knock the proverbial wind out of your sails.

Our kids are growing up faster. Navigating their tech-savvy, social network-dominated existence is almost like watching an alien soap opera.

Sure, we grew up with the first instances of the information age, but it didn’t command and define our personalities and demeanor.

There is so much more exposure to a variety of electronic elements. The language, the tone, the intent – it all hinges on the momentary impulse that emanates from their finger tips, like electricity pulsing through a circuit.

What we say matters. How we say it, even more so. And as always,
our audience plays the biggest role.

Its easy to forget that this reality is common place for our kids.

That the new paradigm is not new. Their ability to bob and weave the jabs and uppercuts thrown by their digital peers is as much a survival technique as making fire or reading the sun.

But sometimes, they misstep. They fumble. They make mistakes.

And it is still our job to catch them. To help them help themselves, and to point out the lesson they need to learn.

We are all only human.

Winds of change will blow. Other sails will unfurl. And our kids will be challenged as parents, in ways we can’t even conceive.

The only difference is they are the first generation where everyone else is listening.

Let’s teach them to craft their voice with care, thoughtfulness and compassion. They are our legacy; our lasting imprint on the genetic memory of our species.