Well, as they say, better late than never. Two columns ago, I promised to share my fail-safe, money-back-guaranteed formula for getting kids to eat everything on their plates. Then, as if I was in my 60s or something, I forgot and wrote a column about kids who argue constantly with their parents. Consider this my mea culpa or, as the young say, "My bad."
Julie gave me a wonderful book for Christmas entitled, "Who Do You Say That I Am?" A simple question that thousands of words have tried to answer. Let me give you a few examples. "He was an answer to prophecy, a promise completed. He is the Way. He was a man. He was a myth. He was a Pauline invention. He is an idea." Most of you know that the question came from the mouth of Jesus and one of the better answers - even though not as exact as we might want - came from Paul who wrote, "He is all ...
Q: What suggestions do you have for disciplining a 7-year-old girl who argues with every single thing her parents say? We don't try to reason with her and we frequently say "because I said so," but she seems absolutely incapable of simply doing what we tell her to do. This is driving us to the brink of insanity! Thank you for any suggestions.
Six days. Five airports. 4,830 miles roundtrip. Thirty-five people from all over the nation.
A story in the New York Times from Sept. 23, 1984, is a vivid illustration of the fact that men and women can "live beneath" themselves. Titled "California Man Learns He May Be an Heir," it told the tale of a man who, though he couldn't afford $50 bail after being arrested for panhandling and public drunkenness, was stunned to learn that he might be the heir to millions of dollars.
As you read this, the temperature has gone back to normal and you may unbutton the back flap in your long johns and put away those woolens for the time being. One day - in the distant future - you will talk to your grandchildren about the freeze back in 2014 when you had to stay inside for two whole days without golf or direct sunshine. How cold was it? Why, Sonny Jim, it was so cold that the ice cubes froze in our tea.
I hope you folks had as fine a Christmas as we did and are looking forward to a wonderful New Year and waiting to see what God has in store for each and everyone. I never see what's coming as bad as it seems, but rather to see what possibilities are out there for me to tackle and learn from.
"I hated my work, because when I die I will leave all I have done to a complete stranger who might be competent or a complete idiot. I will have spent a lifetime on work which will be given away. What a waste!" (My translation of Ecclesiastes 2:18-19).
Tuesday marks a turning point for me and my family, as I will be sworn in as the mayor of Statesboro.
I recently visited Statesboro for the first time in a long while and I was pleasantly surprised to find that the Boro has grown appreciably yet still retains its small-town charm.
Q: Our son is 3 1/2 and for the most part eats very well. We make up his plate for each meal, and he has to eat what is on his plate, or at least try each food on the plate before he can get more of something he really likes. We also make sure that he remains seated during the entire meal. Sometimes he will request fruit before he is finished with his dinner. We tell him he first has to finish what's on his plate first. Should we be forcing him to eat his main meal ...
The wreath is still on the back door. The jingle bells tied to its branches reflect just enough of the floodlights at the corner of the house to make tiny blue and green starbursts. The ends of the big peacock-colored bow move only slightly in the night breeze. Christmas is over, and I really should have taken it down.
Note: The following is the 19th in a series of columns that will describe towns and communities, past and present, that were settled after Bulloch County was first settled. Some have since been cut into other counties.
A brand new year, with new beginnings, fresh starts and a wealth of warm memories with loved ones to carry us through the year. Whatever resolutions you've made and possibly already cast aside, I pray that a top priority will always be family. Create lasting memories of quality time spent together, and fashion fun adventures to treasure: Play board games, cook new recipes, go hiking, paint pictures, read books, watch old movies, chase fireflies and watch for eagles, build forts and camp out in the den, roast marshmallows, meet new friends, help someone in need, write songs and race ...
I want to tell you all about an interesting "tourism" option here in Statesboro. Last year, I wrote an article about Pladd Dot Music owner Chris Mitchell opening a 7,500-square-foot manufacturing facility for amplifiers and guitars just off U.S. Highway 301 North.
It must have been around 40 years ago when this incident happened. Julie told me that I could write about what had happened because her mom would have had a good laugh abut it.
Note: The following is one of a series of articles from the Canyon Ranch Institute dedicated to showing people how to live healthier and encouraging folks to take small steps to adjust their lifestyle.