My third son many times ends up suffering from the so-called “middle child” syndrome.

My oldest son who is in second grade will soon receive his First Holy Communion.

One of the deepest fears of a parent is that of losing a child.

The day after the feast of the Baptism of the Lord, my wife and I took down our Christmas tree and decorations.

This morning my two-year-old son, sleepy-eyed and a bit grumpy, walked into the living room where everyone else was already awake. I reached out to him for a hug and he snubbed me, heading straight for mom. Not an uncommon occurrence, other things like scraped knees, bruised elbows, and hurt feelings are only a few  Read more »

I’ll never forget a note that my oldest son, Andrew, gave to me last year. He was in first grade and learning to write in complete sentences. There was no school that day and as I prepared to leave for work, he handed me a folded piece of paper and instructed me not to read  Read more »

My third son is at the age when everything (almost everything) he does and says is extra cute due to the inflection of his voice and two-year-old charm.

Our two-year-old seems the most apt to be the mechanical one in the family. Last summer he spent about an hour tenaciously deciphering the straps on his life jacket. The other day he figured out the knob on our bedroom door and locked himself in. A bit panicked, my wife kneeled by the door trying  Read more »

For the fourth time now, my wife has given birth to one of our sons. Baby Peter Jiron was born on April 3. When a child is born, an indelible change takes place in the depths of the heart and the world is forever changed. When it was time to take my wife and newborn  Read more »

It is often easier to see God’s hand at work in hindsight. St. John Baptiste de la Salle said, “The sure sign that God is active in your life is that you will be led where you did not plan to go.” This rings true in my own experience of forty-two years. As a Colorado  Read more »