KINGDOM. HUNTING. DAD.

I'm not the guy that just loves to mow grass. I don't weed and feed. I don't water. I just mow it.

It looked like he was on a clear path away from us. Game over. Suddenly and without any notice, he stopped at the tree line to make a scrape

As they opened their stockings and I lay in bed listening to them, I couldn't help but smile at their happiness.

According to legend, a squirrel could scamper from New England to Georgia on the canopies of American chestnuts, never touching the ground."

A chant of courage with a hint of peer pressure...