Legacy Of Fun

Thoughts on Fun

General thoughts on fun and adding more of it to our lives.



How Do I Keep My Legacy Fun... When Life Isn’t?

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I have a privileged life. I take a lot for granted. I have freedoms that many can’t even dream of.

I realize this and know that MY picture is not THE picture. I say this only to justify the following statement:

Life isn’t always fun.

The past few weeks have been interesting to say the least…

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Is It Better to Be Absent, or Present But Unavailable?

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I have been blessed twice in a row with jobs that allow me to occasionally work from home.

A HUGE benefit in terms of:

  • Commute time
  • Dress Code
  • Food / Beverage availability
  • Face time with the family and dog

But is it hurting in terms of the legacy of fun I’m trying to leave my daughter?

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Stop Working, It's Time To Play

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Stop.

Stop being silly.

Stop playing around.

Stop… having fun.

If you have kids, how many times a day do you send them this message?

If you don’t have kids, how many times do you think these thoughts anyways?

How absurd. How silly. How childish. Kids these days. Grow up.

I know I send this message to my daughter all day long…

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If Your Kids Aren't Acting Out, Maybe They Should Be!

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I need a bandolier that holds books.

My daughter flies through books faster than you can say your ABC’s. She loves me to read books to her.

While I love reading to my daughter, the latest literature aimed at 3 year olds is great at one thing:

Putting me to sleep.

The only thing worse than having to read “Goodnight Moon” for the 15th time in one hour is the guilt of having her wake me up with “Daddy! Read with your eyes open!”

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Sometimes a Legacy is Handed Up... Instead of Down

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It’s 7am.

It’s not Christmas morning, but it feels like it.

My wife is in the kitchen… preparing.

I’m sitting at the foot of our bed with my daughter on my lap. When I went to sleep she was 2. Somehow, she turned 3 while I slept.

I’m stalling while candles are being placed in a birthday morning donut. I’m stalling in more ways than one…

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