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My Son Actually Listened

The other day, I asked my 10 year old Crash Son to take a shower.

He listened.
He didn’t talk back.
He didn’t question me.
He didn’t yell.
He didn’t say he didn’t want to do it.

He just did it! Wow!

Is this a preview of coming attractions? Of course, we were planning a trip to Legoland, so maybe that played into it too. Either way…it was beautiful!

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Biting Off More Than You Can Chew..Or Is It Just Ambition?

I’m sure that you regular readers (8 of you subscribed to the Crash Dad email list) are eagerly awaiting the results of the 5k I ran. You’ll remember that I ambitiously hoped to run a 7 minute mile. I figured it’s time to own up and report on the experience.

What can I say? I was a bit ambitious in my thinking. I ran the 5k in 28:20. Much closer to a 9 minute mile than a 7 minute mile. For those following along at home Crash Kid #1 ran it in 29:28 and Crash Kid #2 in 44:35. Crash Kid #3 ( Crash Wife, who could have gone much faster, stayed with him) even did the full 5k in 50:55. Not bad for a 5 year old. Although, I’m most impressed with Crash Kids #1 and #2 who both got trophies for placing in their age group. Congrats to them! Crash Kid #1 really is a great runner. We’ll see if he chooses to develop that skill.

See what I did there? I distracted you from my time with my cute kids. I think that’s going to be a regular theme on this blog, so beware.

It’s fair to say that I definitely bit off more than I could chew thinking that I could do a 7 minute mile. My only consolation was that I was still good with a sprint at the end of the 5k. Makes me wonder if I ran the wrong pace. I kind of wish I’d done more of a run-walk strategy that better mirrored the way I play ultimate. Sprint for so long and then walk a bit and then sprint again. I wonder how fast I would have gone then. Certainly still under 7 minutes.

One thing I realized while running is that when I run, I’m all tensed up. I think that’s because when I play ultimate frisbee I stay tensed up so I can quickly change directions as needed. There’s no need for that in running. So, about half way through the run I was telling myself to try and relax my body and let it flow. It kind of worked, but certainly felt odd. What an interesting insight into the human body.

Even though I fell way short, I was pretty happy with how fast I went. I didn’t have anyone really pass me that made me upset. Although, Crash Wife was pretty mad at me for never running a 5k and still running it faster than she could run it. Personally, I was kind of glad that was the case.

My sliced toe ended up being a total non-issue. I thought for sure that it would be in a lot of pain after the run, but it wasn’t in any pain at all. I guess the way I run it didn’t really put much pressure on it. However, after the run, my right foot was in all sorts of pain. I thought there was something in my shoe that was poking me on the right side of my right foot. I even pulled off my shoe to see what it was, but couldn’t find anything. Long story short, I had a blister the size of a quarter on that foot. Talk about painful. I couldn’t walk right for the next couple days. Luckily, I didn’t feel it while I was running. I wish I could blame it on my 9 minute miles.

The other shocking part of the 5k was how sore I was a few days after the event. This made the Crash Wife very happy. I’m glad I was able to give her some consolation. I guess running uses very different muscles than ultimate frisbee. Then again, maybe I’m just getting old. Nah…I’m not ready to accept that.

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Halloween Leftovers

I’ve been meaning to write this Halloween post for a few days now, but life has been busy. What can I say? I never told you that this blog would be timely. In fact, my main goal is for this blog to be interesting. I plan to ask my wife and my mother if they think the blog’s interesting. If they give me the thumbs up, then I’ll keep doing it. Anyone else who’s entertained by my musings and perspectives is a huge bonus. Although, let me be clear. I love getting a good bonus!

Halloween has come and gone and I think I can definitely say that this was the best Halloween yet. Ok, before I get into it, here’s the obligatory picture of the Crash Kids dressed up for Halloween. Can you guess what they dressed up as?

Crash Kids Halloween

Ok, the skeleton is easy and so is the little police man. Although, is there seriously anything cuter than a baby in a big hat? I dare say no. I love big hats on babies and for some reason he almost enjoyed wearing the hat. Something’s wrong with that kid. None of our other kids were good with hats as babies. They’d rip them off before we could even put them on.

Now for the harder ones. My daughter’s isn’t really that hard. She’s a rainbow princess unicorn fairy ballerina. Well, that’s what I called her and I think she liked the description. She’s an overachiever like me. So, why would she want to be a Rainbow Dash My Little Pony when she could be a rainbow princess unicorn fairy ballerina. The oldest Crash Kid is a monopoly man. Pretty creative I thought. Although, I wonder what he’ll think when he gets older and realizes that the money cane he used for the costume most people would call a pimp stick. Oh well, he didn’t know the difference and he’s clearly not a pimp. He’d need gold braces for that costume.

We collected far too much candy on this trip. In fact, after our 5th house the kids buckets were so full they had to come and unload them in the bags attached to the stroller. That’s just crazy! After ~5 houses they had more candy than I was going to allow them to eat. They were running so fast from door to door. Little did they know that it was all in vain since all this surplus candy was going to be given away. The orthodontist will get 10 pounds of candy in return for some virtual points (Don’t ask me what it really is, but we’ve collected a lot of points.). Then, the rest will go to the Bishop at church. Our kids can go and get a piece each week.

If we give 10 lbs of candy to the orthodontist, you might be wondering how much candy will be left to give to the Bishop. Fear not! Crash Wife has a ritual of counting, documenting, sorting and otherwise organizing the candy the kids collect. Yes, we practice a shared candy system where all the kids candy is lumped into one. Makes for less complaining (especially when dad wants to eat all the Butterfingers).

Long story short, my wife weighed the Halloween haul (yes, that’s the appropriate word) at 34 lbs of candy. That’s basically the weight of Crash Kid #3. Plus, it includes 116 full size candy bars. I agree. It’s totally and completely insane. Our kids won’t have any idea what a normal Halloween is like. Now you see why our spoiled children get to learn about giving away most of their candy.

You might remember that I mentioned moving the candy from the trick or treating buckets to bags attached to the stroller. That system worked quite well until the end. I ran into my friend (Yes, I really do call her “friend” every time I see her) and told her that we had to take a picture together. I think her friends probably wondered who this crazy old man was, but why be a crazy old man if you can’t act like one? While Crash Mom was taking our picture, I heard a crash of bags hitting the ground.

Torn between finishing the picture and addressing the crash, the picture below is the final result. A great picture of my bloody friend and half of me as I go to see what crashed. Indeed, the stroller had toppled over. Crash Baby was up in the air and the bags of candy on the ground. Ahh…Physics at work. 34 lbs of candy is heavier than Crash Baby. I think Crash Baby kind of enjoyed the ride, but that’s when I knew it was time to go home.

Halloween Friend

Competition Daddy Blog

The 7 Minute Mile Challenge

My wife has been running a lot lately. It’s been a great thing for her. I think she’s like most people. She hates doing it, but loves when she’s done it. I’m not much of a runner. I’d much rather play sports. Sports of any kind is great, but ultimate frisbee is my sport of choice. I don’t know why running after a disc or guarding someone from getting the disc doesn’t feel like running, but it doesn’t to me. I could (my wife might say “do”) play it all day without a problem.

I’d have thought the reason I love sports is for the competition. I absolutely love competition of every kind. What can I say? I love winning! It’s just a part of who I am. What I haven’t figured out is why running doesn’t get those competitive juices flowing as well. I guess the challenge is that you’re competing with yourself and that’s not the same type of competition. However, I’ve also thought that I could really enjoy running if I could somehow just tell myself that a 10 minute mile was ok. My competitive mind just won’t let me sit back and run slow. If I’m running, I want to go as fast as I can go. As I get older, maybe I’ll be able to overcome that obstacle and accept running slow.

That brings us to this weekend. Our church is having a Family Fun Run (1 mile, 5k, and 10k). I think this is the third time I’ve participated in the 5k, but the past couple years I was always pushing a stroller full of children. All things considering, I usually ran a good pace, but I always wondered how fast I could run the 5k if I was just running on my own.

As I was discussing the run with my wife, I suggested that I thought I could do 7 minute miles for a 5k. What was I thinking? For the record, back in college I did run a 21 minute 5k. Of course, that was *cough* a long *cough* time ago. I’m getting a lot older now. Plus, I haven’t ever gone running other than the previous two 5ks. One 5k a year seems like plenty of practice to be able to run fast, no?

I’m hopeful that my time playing ultimate frisbee will make up for my lack of running. We’re going to find out this Saturday since my wife will be running with the children and I’ll be able to run full out. She doesn’t think I’ll be anywhere near 7 minute miles. I’ll be happy if I have 7 minute 59 second miles.

If nothing else, at least I now have something to compete for and you know me and competition.

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Can You Say Pumpkin Patch and Corn Maze?

A couple of people told me that they were interested in my Daddy Blog since they had read many Mommy Blogs, but they were interested in how a dad’s perspective might be different. I think my wife is interested to read that as well. Hopefully this post starts us down that path, but Crash Dad might be a disappointment for them since I’m likely going to post as often (or more often) about my job, my random thoughts, my passions, and my children and family (not necessarily in that order).

Maybe I’m wrong and I’ll just write about my children. I’m sure there will be plenty to write about. My kids are crazy. Crazy in a good way. They’re just like me. I’m not afraid to admit that I’m a little bit crazy. That’s what keeps life interesting. Although, here’s my real problem with writing about my kids. If I’m writing about my kids, I’m likely going to include some pictures. Let’s be honest, if I put pictures of my kids in a post, then it won’t really matter what I write about it.

Exhibit 1:
Crash Dad Family Corn Maze

See what I mean? I’m pretty sure most of you didn’t even read those first two paragraphs. All you wanted to do was look at the picture of us at the corn maze. Can I just ask…why did my kids love corn in the corn maze? Seriously, I’ve never seen my kids want to shuck the corn on the cob at home. In the corn maze I couldn’t stop them from shucking the corn. In the picture above, we’re about 100 feet into the corn maze. That’s right. We’re 100 feet in and we already have 2 ears or corn ready for the picture. You should have seen us in the end. Alessia even created a stock pile of corn that she went back to get. You can imagine their disappointment when I was a bad (or is it good) father and told them that we weren’t taking any corn out of the corn maze.

Also, in case you missed it, I think the kid that photobombed us probably was jealous of our corn. I love the incidental photobomb. Ok. Let’s be honest. I love photobombs period!

Now that you haven’t read this either, here’s a few more pictures to keep you coming back and reading this site.

Gianluca with Glasses

Is there anything cuter than oversized glasses and hats on babies?

Gianluca's Elmer Fudd Face

Ok, you’re right. Elmer Fudd faced baby might beat it.

Seriously though, we asked Gianluca to smile for the camera and that’s the face he makes. I’m not sure what Curtis is doing with his arm in the air, but I wouldn’t be surprised if the next frame was him whacking his sister with it. Why do little boys like to whack their sister? I don’t get it. I always fought my brothers, but never my sisters.

This picture is more like what we have to do in our house:
Pumpkin Between Boys and Girls
Indeed. Children, please keep at least a pumpkin between you and your brother/sister. That’s going to be the new saying in our house. I guess that’s one way to celebrate the season.

All in all, the trip to the pumpkin patch and corn maze was a success. Although, I wouldn’t be surprised if the trip to Brick Oven for pizza and pasta won’t be just as memorable as the pumpkin patch and corn maze itself. I should have taken a picture, but Curtis drew a plan on the back of his kid’s menu of which pizza he wanted to eat from the pizza buffet (They call it the Heaps Sampler). It was too funny watching him cross off each thing as he ate it. I won’t bring up the fact that they didn’t even have any bread ready and were running out of pizza. What kind of a pizza place is that?

Ok, how’s that? I’m I now officially a Daddy Blogger?

Career Daddy Blog


Today is Friday! The official start to the weekend for most people. You’re as familiar as I am with the comments on Facebook:

“I’m so glad it’s Friday!”

“When will this day be over, I need my weekend!!”

In fact, people love the idea of Friday and the weekend that when they work odd shifts or have Friday off they say “Today’s my Friday!” It’s almost as if they’re rubbing it into your face that they have something special coming.

I definitely know and understand this feeling. I’ve certainly been in a job where Friday was a heaven sent. The idea that I wouldn’t have to be at work for a few days was something special. I still remember the deep joy I felt as a child leaving school each Friday. Unfortunately, Friday means something very different for me today.

Don’t get me wrong. I still love Fridays and the weekend. I usually go on dates with my wife on Fridays and Saturdays. Definitely something to look forward to. I love going to church on Sunday. I love doing cool stuff with my kids on the weekend. I usually play ultimate frisbee on Saturday and that’s something to always look forward to. Right now, there’s plenty of Football on TV and I love enjoying some time in front of the TV enjoying some sports. No doubt, there are a lot of great things about the weekend.

With that said, my excitement for the weekend isn’t nearly what it used to be. It turns out, I really love my job. Sure, there are parts of my job that I don’t enjoy very much, but overall I love doing what I’m doing.

For those not familiar with my story (you can read some of it here), my hobby became my job. That’s right. I was a blogger on the nights and weekends well before it became my full time job. I was doing my job when no one was paying me to do it. That’s saying something.

Think about this in the framework of Friday. I’m basically going from something great to something great. Am I excited for the weekend? Yes! But I’m excited to work as well. They’re both great. Think about what that means for me on Monday. I’m pretty blessed that way. Although, I have to admit that sometimes I miss the excitement of Fridays.

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What’s In A Logo?

If you know me, you know that I have no design taste. Literally, I care so little about design. I have to be forced to try and make something beautiful. I’m so focused on form and function that I don’t pay nearly enough attention to design. I guess that’s why I use the same theme and template for pretty much all of my blogs. I’ve found something that works and stick with it. In fact, that theme is really a theme for my life. Once I’ve found something that works, I don’t see any reason to change. You can be sure that will be a theme of future blog posts.

With that said, I understand that there is value in a cool, catchy design. Plus, I like that people instantly recognize my blog when they see it. As I mentioned in my previous post, I asked my talented Crash Wife (who has a knack for making things look nice even if she doesn’t want to admit it) to create a logo for Crash Dad.

It turns out she’s a reader of Crash Dad and felt motivated to create Crash Dad’s cool new logo:
Crash Dad Logo

We might still make a few changes to the colors, but I thought she did a perfect job capturing the essence of Crash Dad. The picture on the left is particularly perfect for Crash Dad. It’s a really great example of what life is like for me as a father. Plus, I love that she included the picture of my daughter kissing me. There’s just something undeniably amazing about a love a father has for a daughter.

What do you think of the logo? Do you like it? Do you hate it? Would you change anything? Remember to be kind since my Crash Wife made it.

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Crash Dad’s Family

I was thinking (no comments from the peanut gallery). What kind of Daddy Blog doesn’t have a picture of his family? Seemed like it was time I remedy that problem. I’m actually working on a cool logo for the top of the blog. When I say that I’m working on a cool CrashDad logo for the blog, what I really mean is that I’ve asked my wife to make a cool CrashDad logo for the blog. Hopefully she’ll include some pictures of the children as well since they’re so cute.

Isn’t that so sweet of her to do this for me? Actually, I’m just terrible at it, so the choice was to have her do it or not have one. So, that’s an easy choice really. Plus, what’s the point of having such a talented wife if you can’t have her make a cool logo for your daddy blog? Now I’m a little afraid I’ve set her up to fail on the logo by telling you that she’s so talented. The good part is she is talented, so I’m not worried. Plus, if she is worried about it being perfect, all she needs to do is look at what I have now. It has to be an improvement over the current state of affairs.

Oh yes, you just want to see a picture of my family. Fine then…
Crash Dad's Family

Aren’t they sooooo cute? Yep. I’m a pretty lucky man!

Daddy Blog Finances

Spending Above Your Pay Grade

My friend wrote a really interesting post on her site titled “How “Goal Spending” Stops Us from Reaching Our Goals.” Here’s an excerpt from the article:

As a recovering marketer, I am going to let you in on a secret. Consumers do not spend congruent to their station in life. Instead, they spend for where they want to be. Each of us has a vision for our idealized self. It’s deeply ingrained in our psyche, and it becomes a powerful subconscious force that drives much of our daily activities. That includes our spending.

So, if we are, for example, an underemployed office worker but we would rather be, say, a celebrity with a house in Monaco, then we will be naturally drawn to spend in a way that projects an image of that idealized self as opposed to projecting the more practical current state of things. Marketers know this, and we take advantage of it. Everyday we bombard consumers with messaging to convince them that they too can live their idealized life if they only had the right clothes, or shoes, or purse. And it works. Every day we marketers tell you that you are not good enough, and you pay us for it.

These comments really resonate for me. I’m always amazed how people think they can spend money that they don’t have. I guess a lot of people aren’t fans of math, because the math of spending money you don’t have (we call that credit) is insane. The place I see this most is in buying a car. Don’t get me wrong, much like my friend Mel mentions above, the marketers have wrapped that small car payment in a really nice bow. It looks really attractive to only think of the car payment as $50/month. This is what’s so hard.

What we need to do to change this mentality is to help people realize that the simple $50 car payment works just as magical when you think about saving $50/month. Why can we think of a small $50 car payment as a small thing, but we can’t think about saving $50/month as a small thing? Saving $50/month is a small thing that adds up quickly. A $50/month car payment is a small thing that adds up quickly the opposite direction.

Reminds me of the famous quote (and there are many variations of it):

“Compound interest is the eighth wonder of the world. He who understands it, earns it … he who doesn’t … pays it.
– Albert Einstein

Don’t get me wrong. There are situations where credit might be necessary. However, 9 out of 10 times (maybe more), credit can and should be avoided.

Savings make you rich. Credit payments make other people rich.

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Welcome to the Future Home of Crash Dad!

For a long time I’ve been itching to create a Daddy Blog. I think a part of me was tired of seeing all these mommy blogs and so few daddy blogs. I’m not saying I have anything about mommy bloggers. I think they’re fantastic and some of them do amazing work. I just always wished there were as many great daddy bloggers. Long story short, tonight I asked on Facebook if I should finally start my daddy blog. One person commented Yes, and 3 other people liked the status. Considering it was late on a Friday night, that seemed like more than enough support to finally bite the bullet and create a daddy blog. I’m sure my wife will LOVE that I started another blog. What can I say? I couldn’t resist.

For those of you wondering how I came up with the name Crash Dad, the first ever website I created was called It was basically a city search for Utah County where I lived at the time. The Crash was meant to be like “crashing a party.” I now live in Las Vegas (Henderson officially), but the CrashUtah name has stuck with me as I’ve started my various websites and businesses. So, it just seemed fitting to use the name Crash Dad for this blog as well. Plus, it will be no surprise that I crash and burn plenty as a father.

I’ll save most of the background on me for the About Crash Dad page that I’ll fill out soon. As the subtitle of the blog says, this blog will contain the musings of a working dad with 4 children. My wife will be happy I didn’t include her in the subtitle. I mostly couldn’t include her in the title since there wasn’t enough room for all the amazing adjectives I’d need to describe her.

To be honest, I have no idea what type of content I’ll put on this blog. However, I live a pretty interesting life and always have something to say. I’m a full time blogger and entrepreneur by day (my wife might say by night also). I have 4 wonderful children who drive me nuts some times, but are just like my wife and I in so many ways. I play far too much ultimate frisbee and love sports of every kind. I love dancing (watching and doing). I love my Faith in God. I’m a very lucky and blessed man. Now you see why I shouldn’t have a problem finding something to say.

Well, there you go. My entrance into becoming a daddy blogger. We’ll see where this takes us. Thanks for reading. Strap in, and get ready for the ride (or at least subscribe to the blog in the form above).