Archives of Kyle Cupp
This past weekend we celebrated my boy’s birthday. He awoke excited for the day, but then descended into his trademark morning grumpiness. The prospect of going to church before his party didn’t jibe with...
I expect that my son will expand his vocabulary in kindergarten, but I was nonetheless momentarily dumbfounded when he came home one day, asked me to help him with a project, and informed me...
As the boy is still a little too young to participate in everything that occurs at Mass, we let him draw pictures while he listens to the readings, homily, and prayers. He likes to...
When I first held my firstborn son and gazed into his innocent eyes, I knew that the world would corrupt him, so I decided then and there to do everything in my power to...
At dinner the other night, the boy, in his very matter-of-fact tone of voice, proclaimed, “You know where I wish my head was attached to my body? Between my legs.” He did clarify. He...
