Peter Stiepleman
Articles
“You’re some kind of father!” my middle son said as he stomped up the stairs to his room. I waited for the door to slam, but restraint was...
Continuing with my penchant for metaphors, I’d like to share a story I came across four years ago when I was transitioning from principal to assistant superintendent. It...
Recently, I had a conversation with a principal about a particularly challenging situation. We were considering options for a possible resolution when I grabbed a small note pad...
The adorable little boy smiling back at you in the photo above is my 5-year-old son. By the looks of this photo, he is in tip-top shape, but...
When my eldest son and I walk our dog in the early mornings, we hardly ever see anyone. We walk and we talk … and we play Rock...
Over a recent weekend, my wife and I took our boys to an art museum. There, we happened upon the paintings of Rene Magritte, a Belgian surrealist painter....
Today, we celebrated Martin Luther King Jr. Day. My three boys and I started out the day with a game of Mario Kart Wii. The four of us...
Ten percent is a small percentage, right? When someone says that there is a 10 percent chance of rain, they’re pretty confident that it is unlikely there will...