The Domesticated Male

I remember the first time I saw the WWII memorial in Washington. What a massive structure. Each piece of it was a representation of some significance. Walking around I couldn't help but think of the impact the War had on my family, and the country. There is such a great sense of pride in knowing we were a part of something much bigger than the United States. I love watching movies about WWII, Saving Private Ryan, Pacific series, any Holocaust movie. It pulls at my heart to see the sacrifice we made as a nation during that period in history. I think sometimes we over-glamorize the era to a degree. It was a period of great pride but also of great loss and innocence. A period of reckoning for many Americans about the fallibility of who we are as individuals and the greatness of being self-sacrificing for the greater good. I look back at that time with a sense of Awe of what that generation accomplished. My grandfather was a part of that generation. He was very rough ar

There's Option Number 1. There's Option Number 2. There's also the child's option that I didn't think of and doesn't seem to be feasible or in anyway remotely practical... but in their mind it's the only available option and how dare you mommy and daddy for not thinking of it first. I've been to seminars and conferences. I've sat in meeting after meeting and gleaned a lot of knowledge on conflict resolution and strategic planning. All of that goes out the window when someone under the age of 3 is involved. The reasoning is VERY intuitive and egocentric. Now I've dealt with egocentric and I myself have been and am a little egocentric.. just ask my wife (who loves me greatly enough to tell me 'get over yourself' at times). My child takes the cake. It's difficult as a reasoning adult who has an advanced degree to be turned into a fumbling baffoon at times by this little person who doesn't understand all the nuances of c