Matthew and Andrew posing before we went to mass on Sunday.
Exactly 3 years ago today, my father, George Gerst, died. He died 4 days after my first son, and his first grandson, was born. Although I am able to accept his death, I won’t ever get over it. He crosses my mind daily. He is the greatest man I have ever known.
Recently, I undertook one of the first major challenges of fatherhood. It was time to potty train our oldest son Andrew. Just the mere thought of potty training filled me with dread. Although this is a required skill every child must master, I was extremely anxious about helping him accomplish it smoothly. But, after Andrew … Read more
Just one simple word makes me happiest. I get the biggest thrill when my 3 year old son Andrew says “Daddy.” The poem in this Gatorade commercial sums up the role of the father.
Our first child Andrew recently had a birthday. He is now 3 years old. I am amazed at the kind of boy he is becoming. He really is a very good boy. Andrew really listens when we talk to him. I would describe him as a sweet, kind-hearted and sensitive boy. We had a small … Read more