My sons, 40- and 37-years old, are competent wood workers (in fact, the older one is exceptional) and I wished they were both in the back yard to lend me a hand and spend some good time together with me. Of course, since they both have full-time jobs I was just wishing. One also lives four hours away.
["I'll finish up tomorrow. I'll call my younger to help with the lid.": photo GH]
While I put tools away (my Wed. hockey game started at 4 p.m.) I wondered what the secret is to raising children. I get along well with my sons, hope to have hundreds of rewarding times together in the future, and still want to be a good dad.
One thought sprang to mind and it seemed to fit my circumstance:
For me, on this day, the secret of raising children is to keep looking for the secret.
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