Episode 14: Should I Discipline? Lessons From a Police K9 Trainer

15. January 2017 podcasts 3
Episode 14:  Should I Discipline?  Lessons From a Police K9 Trainer
Mr. Bacon tackles a sensitive and difficult topic:  Discipline.  When is it appropriate?  When is it ineffective?  There are some basic psychological principles of dog training that are surprisingly applicable.  No, I’m not comparing our kids to dogs.  Don’t freak out, walk with me a minute and I’ll explain… Podcast: Play in new window | ...

The Trail

26. November 2016 blog posts, Mr. Bacon 5
The Trail
Walk with me, son.  This trail is so beautiful.  There is so much I want to show you;  so much I want to teach you.  I can’t wait to get started.  You’re tiny.  I’ll carry you.  It will be O.K. Look at all the trees.  The leaves blow and dance in the wind.  The one’s ...

Episode 13: The Wheels on the Bus Go…

16. September 2016 podcasts 0
Episode 13:  The Wheels on the Bus Go…
Eric had a problem on the school bus today.  Mr. and Mrs. Bacon have differing opinions about the best course of action.  They do what any healthy 21st Century couple would do:  They argue about it online and record the whole thing.  😉 Love to hear your thoughts! Podcast: Play in new window | Download ...

Now We’ve Met. I Really Don’t Like You

10. September 2016 blog posts, Mr. Bacon 1
Now We’ve Met.  I Really Don’t Like You
It’s not that I ever dismissed him.  In my line of work you often see people at their lowest.  I’ve always known he was real.  I’ve always known he was dangerous and sneaky and powerful.  But, if I ever had a brush with him personally, the meeting was brief and unspectacular. Until he grabbed me. ...

He Remembered: A Beautiful Disney Gesture

He Remembered:  A Beautiful Disney Gesture
He remembered.  He was there in 2011 (he was 7).  We had breakfast with the Whinnie the Pooh characters at the Crystal Palace Disney Buffet.  My wife thought he would enjoy it again.  He didn’t seem overly excited about it, but it was a pleasant breakfast.  He fixed himself a plate at the buffet (mostly ...

“Afraid”

“Afraid”
He felt the tickle on the back of his neck; that familiar tickle that made him aware he was dreaming. “Please let this one last,” he silently begged. “I’m scared, Daddy,” Luke whispered. “What if I fall over? What if I can’t stop?” The summer sun peaked through a cloud trying valiantly to burn away ...