Posts filed under: Quietly Making Noise

Jorden Blucher | Contributor I am screaming in the back seat of the family station wagon, a tan behemoth of a car with a gear shift that looks like it...
Jorden Blucher | Contributor We have let Noah out of the giant play pen we once called a living room, which consists of his toys and a couple of chairs....
Jorden Blucher | Contributor I reached into my pocket as we stood in the security line at the Orlando airport, my hand closing around my Swiss Army knife as a...
Jorden Blucher | Contributor This month I was going to write about the lack of civility and manners in our society and how we as parents need to step up...
Jorden Blucher | Contributor Do you ever feel like a failure as a parent? I do. More often than I would care to admit to myself or to others. I...
Jorden Blucher | Contributor Driving the boys to school the day after the election Noah remarked; “Dad, next election I’ll be 11 and in 5th grade.” I shuddered a little...
The best way to have a microadventure is to plan one, not just in your mind—you need to write it down on the calendar. This is imperative because if you...
I classify a microadventure as anything that is out of the house, out of the yard (unless you’re having a family slumber party there) and outside for an hour or...
My mother, who has always hated guns, never dissuaded us from playing with toy ones. There was, however, a lot of talk about gun safety, and we were routinely quizzed...