When I was about the boys’ age I took a nasty spill on my bike. While I scraped myself up pretty badly, I had hurt…
Author: Steve
Over your shoulder, please don’t mind me. If my eyes have fallen onto your magazine. Oh, I’ve been watching and wondering. Why your face is…
As we head into December, expect every media outlet to bring closure to 2015 by presenting “the year in review” in some form or another.…
In certain circles, my father-in-law is referred to as “MacGyver” and it’s with good reason. Armed with a pair of pliers, a roll of duct…
For many of us, Little League baseball was our first organized sports experience. Before there were pre-school skateboarding classes and six-year old golfers with private…
Recently the Matsumotos ventured north to San Francisco for a long weekend. Here is what I’ll remember from this trip- Chase tells every Virgin Airlines…
Dear Chase, Time flies. Just because it’s cliché, doesn’t make it many less true. However, I think you’ll find as you get older that age…
Aahhh…the sights and sounds of a new spring: baby birds chirping, cheers from a Little League game, brightly colored blooms in my flower bed. As…
With summer just around the corner, it’s time for the end of the school year report. Ryan has had a banner year in kindergarten and…
Currently at the Matsumoto household, Saturdays are all about soccer. With one game for each boy, the first one starting at 9am, our Saturday mornings…