You are not pregnant. She is.
New rule: No more “We’re pregnant.” Especially from men. In the realm of pregnancy, there is no we. While I’m sure that the men who use this ridiculous phrase probably…
My 2011 Christmas haul
My wife is an incredibly creative and insightful gift giver. Last year’s Christmas gifts were outstanding. The assortment of gifts from 2009, which included a signed first edition of Kurt…
Complex naming formula
My daughter has dramatically enhanced the way in which she names her baby dolls. Prior to today, every one of her dolls has been named after one of her classmates.…
A perfect Christmas message
Not being schmaltzy, I promise, but this really is the perfect way to start off a Christmas morning. I cannot recommend it more highly.
First piece for the new house
My wife and I hope to be able to build our own home someday. If we’re ever able to do so, I’d like my home to include this:
I am apparently not nice to people
My wife is the Matron of Honor in a wedding on New Year’s Eve. The bride called my wife this week to ask if I could help out on the…
Future storyteller?
Maybe my daughter will turn out to be a writer after all. And perhaps an editor as well. Check out this moment of play with her little people. There’s storytelling…
A reward for a stolen umbrella transformed into a reward for the execution of a small boy. Better than an obit for a still-alive mother.
No surprise that Mark Twain managed to turn a simple notice about a stolen umbrella into an amusing reward for the capture and execution of a small boy. Also no…
Justin Bieber and a pile of books!
The wrapping paper was fabulous enough. Gaudy and fabulous. But the books made my daughter absolutely giddy. There’s this beautiful moment when she can barely contain her excitement. I’ve watched…
