This is my first blog. As any aspiring novelist knows, the easiest way to begin honing your novel-writing skills is to write about what you know.
I am a father of four children–three boys and a girl. Because of this happy circumstance, I happen to know a little bit about fathering. I began this particular Daddy-endeavor 11 years ago when my wife gave birth to our first son. Since then, I have accumulated some knowledge of parenting, mostly by trial and error. I have stumbled on some fairly effective ways to develop a child’s mind and body, discipline them, get them to sleep, get them to listen and obey, and shape them into fine little human beings who make the right decisions when Mom and Dad aren’t around. I also try to learn from my wife, my parents, relatives and friends who also have found interesting ways to excel in this most difficult and rewarding task.
I am not steeped in the literature of child development, child psychology or the latest in medicine, nutrition, soccer technique or muscular development. I can only draw my material from the world around me. I put the information on my blog out there not to make money or get noticed. I only hope that some other parent out there can skim through my scribblings and pick out a tip, a hint, or an idea that appeals to them and then apply it to their own children in a way that satisfies both parent and child.
I chose the name The Rain Racer, because the Rain Race is something that my children and I invented while living outside of Washington, D.C. Several consecutive days of summer showers pinned us inside the house. The kids and I began crawling the walls. We decided to break out of the house with something completely spontaneous and fun (and perhaps a little bit foolhardy). The Rain Race was born. We stripped down to our bare feet and shorts, and shot out the front door into the sheets of incoming rain and ran down to a neighbor’s mailbox and back to the front door. We ran fast, purposely stepping in every puddle to get as wet as possible.
Put another way, we chucked out conventional parenting that says to keep kids out of the rain lest they catch a cold. In doing so, we turned a wet, dreary day into a family past time that my children and I look back on with fondness. And perhaps someday when my kids are grown adults and wondering how to keep their children entertained when the weather won’t cooperate, they too will employ the Rain Race approach to parenting.