Responsibility
I can't remember what age I was, but I remember the time I received a goldfish...
The good will not be overshadowed
Some people (many, perhaps) perceived the Eclipse that took place on April 8th...
Anyway, about Mom’s Cake…
Birthday cakes have become sort of a 'thing' in our household. I don't know...
Would you Rather
Who doesn't love a good 'car game' to pass the time? From twenty questions...
The Rich Life
What does it mean to be rich? With the many varying definitions for the word...
Give Me A (March) Break!
Well, it is upon us once again - March break. As a kid I would covet and...
No Trespassing?
"Adventure didn't see us coming!" Inspiring words from my eight year old...
Oh, English
I'm not sure where the inspiration for this post came from or why. Perhaps...
Forward Momentum
Ottawa is a special place. I've been visiting our country's capital since as...
A New Era
Three weeks ago we were an average, every-day household family. Then...it...
Questions Before Bed
I like to think of myself as a pretty transparent and honest person,...
Escape!
Every person who knows me, knows how much I enjoy riddles. Thinking back on...
Words are Pretty Cool
Games have always been a big part of our household; in every format you can...
Please don’t stop the music
A couple of weekends ago I was reminded of why it is I love music so much, as...
Lessons From the Family, Part 8
It is the dawn of another new year, which seems an appropriate time to check...
The Weeks That Follow
Now that the big man has hung up his hat for the year and is hopefully kicking...
Another Round of Goals
For two years I have faithfully kept up this blog, which was at one point a...
Savour The Moment
It is no secret that I, Phil Bean, am a fan of Christmas and the whole holiday...
How The Dad Loved Christmas
Every Bean down in Beanville liked Christmas a lot Especially their Dad, for a...
Faux Fir
The first year that Alison and I lived together was the first year we marched...
About Me
I am first and foremost a father. I am partial to all things expressive; Music, Movies, Creative Writing, Food and, perhaps most significantly, the realization that I never really want to “grow up”