In the midst of filming a movie, changing my lifestyle, and working a full time job, I found the most rewarding part of my summer was the time I got to spend with my 7 year old daughter.
You see, I am what some people refer to as a “part time dad”. I hate that term, because for me, my thoughts and love is full time with Piper. I never stop thinking about how she is interacting with other kids at school. How she is handling the pressures of having divorced parents. How she is being disciplined at her moms house, or what kind of garbage she is being fed both at her other home and at school.
At 7, she is really starting to form her own opinions on so many things. I worry about how much time she spends with electronics and technology 3 inches from her face. At her moms house she has a DVD library that rivals Netflix. She has seen each one at least 3 times and I often hear her re-enacting scenes from Princess Bride with perfect voice inflection and timing. Her impression of Vincini is quite impressive. “Inconceivable”. She keeps using that word, but I do not think it means what she thinks it means. Continue reading


