Writers: Brian Sorrell

Brian Sorrell

Brian Sorrell has worked as a cook, typist, computer programmer, woodworker, bicycle repairman, and university lecturer, all of which inadequately prepared him for his current full-time role as Dad. In February 2012, the family packed up their house in California and relocated to Auckland, where he now specialises in chasing his always-on-the-run son, drinking coffee, and recording his adventures at Dadding Full Time

That through which I’ve passed, I shall pass through again

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Charlie can whistle now. He worked it out on his own, more or less. One day, quite by mistake, out came a toot tweet, and he giggled, Hey! Did you hear that? I’d heard it and I knew it was special, this self-making music. Built-in entertainment, and now he’s whistling along to songs, keeping us all amused, and I reckon that’s a step toward a sort of independence he’s not felt yet, and I haven’t felt in six years.

That’s all about to change.

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Following dreams, history and geography

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I didn’t dream this.

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Growing together

growing together

It’s not that there’s a greater number of us – still just the three – but at least one of us is growing. Of course, we remember the good old times of cuddling the little lump of person, swaddled and helpless and warm on Winter’s nights. Now he’s five and full of sass and vinegar and takes up half the couch of you let him, and hogs the whole blanket, and tells us it’s because he’s growing because he eats his protein and popsicles. Sure enough. Continue reading »

Celebrating every day

celebrating every day

I don’t know whether it’s cliché or a snippet out of a self-help seminar welcome packet, but lately every day feels like a celebration. Continue reading »

How I’m catching up with technology

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I learned the word “Luddite” a few years back when someone remarked that I’m likely one, because I had this suspicious disdain for buzz-whirring gadgets and technology. Could be I’m a grumpy old curmudgeon before my time, but one thing is for sure: when it comes to modern digital machines, I’ve been left behind. I went to the bank today. Continue reading »

Being a dad / being a son

Being a dad

There’s no telling some people how much parenthood will change you. My little boy is four years old now, and in this time with him – we spend most of our time together mind you – I’ve learned all that everyone tried to tell me about being a father was spot on. At the same time, I’ve learned what it means to be a son. Continue reading »

The trouble with vegetables

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Somewhere along the line, recently, my son started liking carrots again. After what seems a couple years of unhealthy eating, he’s returned to form and can’t get enough of the good stuff. Continue reading »

The storyteller dad

The storyteller dad

A writer’s son is doomed to tell stories. In the the mornings it’s his dreams and at night it’s his days. He falls asleep to tales of seafaring adventures as captain of his own ship, sailing around the world, collecting kittens and treasure along the way. Kittens might not be the most apt characters for a globe-circling sailing ship, but he’s just turned four and he’s not yet taking notes on drafts. Continue reading »

Accidentally sustainable

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Sustainable family living means different things to different families. What I’ve discovered is that our family lives fairly sustainably, but it’s certainly not be design. I like to think of our family as being ‘accidentally sustainable’. Continue reading »

O Christmas tree, O Christmas tree, how lovely are your oranges

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I have never purchased a Christmas tree – well, not a chopped down pine one, as such. At the same time, we never miss a Christmas morning with gifts under some sort of trunked and leaved vegetation. To our family, the tree is a gift in itself. Continue reading »

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