Our house also seems to be utter chaos at all waking hours; someone is always in costume, half-finished kid projects strewn about, and we're by far the loudest house on the block. 

True to form, last night ... there was an incident. 

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One of the coolest jobs I’ve held was as a writer for an Xbox football game. It was a shitload of work, but I was able to write a ton of words in a minimal amount of time, make football my life and work in Hollywood auditioning and directing actors in the studio. Pretty cool. Like any other job there were parts that sucked, but that’s another story for another time. This story is about learning humility from a member of “The A-Team.” Yes, that A-Team.

I was trying to teach him a life lesson. How many parenting fails have started out like that? Most? Boy #1 is a pretty easy kid. He’s always in a good mood, up for anything, does what he's told (most of the time), loves people, and is a joy to be around. A couple of years ago he asked Santa for a Nintendo DS and was really hoping the fat man would deliver on Christmas morning.

In what seems like forever ago, and it may be, I hosted a talk show with my buddy Phil. We were lucky enough to interview one of our TV idols from the 80’s: Ralph Malph from Happy Days. Better known to his family as Donny Most —actually I think he goes by Don now. While some will say, "So ... ?" You have to remember, when someone was that big during your childhood, it's a big deal. Bigger than almost any other celebrity not named Bill Murray.

America's biggest obsession has become a frequent topic of arguments in a lot of our families:  will you let your son play tackle football?