Hello, I’m Dooger, the creator of the Mullett family blog. Early in our homeschooling adventure, storyteller Jim Weiss encouraged us to spin tales of family history to our young ones. As a result, I have written many stories from my own childhood. The posts on this website are a partial collection of those bedtime stories that I tell my kids.
As the kids have grown and are more capable of logical thinking, I’ve started sharing my thoughts on cultural issues. Since I shared my kids bedtime stories with you, I figured I mights as well share these rants with you as well. Although I don’t expect everybody to agree with my rants, I do hope you read with an open mind and share your own thoughts in the comments.
The most recent addition to our website are links to my wife’s youtube channel. There you can find video sermons containing her wisdom and encouragement.
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It’s a Snap
Not once have we emptied out the bucket of bricks and had an already built creation spill out. Everything that was ever created with Legos has been thought out, designed, and snapped together by human hands.
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The Road Trip
Growing up 500 miles from both sets of grandparents meant that I was afflicted early and often to excruciatingly long road trips. Every Christmas we would make the pilgrimage to mom’s homeland in the great white North where the adults would eat, drink and be merry while my cousins and I checked each other into…
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The Santa Letters
Twenty-Fifteen was the first Christmas that the Mullett household did not have to keep up the Santa charade. Our eleven year old Milca was the last believer of our seven children to lose faith, and despite my good intentions and best efforts, I was the one to let her down.
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Thor
Two things that I’ve read about white German shepherds is that they are smart and they are peaceful. The only one I ever knew was Thor, and he was neither smart nor peaceful. In fact, he was just the opposite.
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The Blizzard of ’78
The original forecast sounded harmless enough: ”Rain tonight, possibly mixed with snow at times. Windy and cold Thursday with snow flurries.” People who went to bed early missed the bulletins at 9 p.m. Wednesday. They woke up to a howling nightmare. A monster blizzard with hurricane-force winds slammed into Ohio early Jan. 26, 1978, spreading…
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The Beans
There at the bottom of the pile was the pot of beans that was already rancid four weeks earlier. Maggots and all manner of malodorous organisms now covered the fuzzy beans. Not only did they reek, but they danced and made noises like a bowl of Rice Crispi’s.
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Duniskwalguni
After an hour of climbing, Curley stopped to catch his breath and threaten to throw me off the mountain. We convinced him that the summit was just around the bend. We failed to tell him which bend it was just around and we hiked upward. The next hour brought more aches, pain, sweat, and threats,
