Something appropriate to bite
My wife is bitten so often by our son that she told me she feels like she in in an abusive relationship with him. At least we found something for…
Why am I willing to look less presentable than my female counterparts?
All may be true, or none may be true. You tell me. I have worn the grubbiest of clothes for Skype chats with book clubs, whereas my female author friends,…
Are the machine guns really necessary?
My son was sitting in the waiting room at the doctor’s office, playing with this tow truck. It looked cute, with large eyes in the windshield and a smile on…
Kissing a hippo
The Metropolitan Museum of Art’s mascot is William the hippopotamus. My son loves William. He kisses him all the time. ALL THE TIME. He’s also more than willing to chuck…
Quarter-Life Crisis?
Is she for real? No one gets to claim a quarter-life crisis. There’s no such thing. The self absorption required to complain that your twenties aren’t what you envisioned them…
Admirable ignorance
When my wife arrived at the dentist office yesterday afternoon, the hygienist said, “Did you hear? It’s a boy!” She had no idea who or what the woman was talking…
Want to tell a story at the next Speak Up?
We have some exciting news for you in regards to our upcoming Speak Up storytelling events. First, in case you haven’t marked your calendars, our next two events will take…
Loves him some Pat the Bunny
His sister loved Pat the Bunny when she was a little girl, but it’s entirely possible that my son loves the book a bit more. My favorite part of this…
Watch this instead. Please. You’ll be so happy that you did.
I took a lot of flack (and quite a bit of praise) for my position on the attention given to the royal baby. My position is essentially this: Shut up.…
Future ethicist? Attorney? Negotiator? Either way, it’s trouble for me.
Me: You need to start cleaning up your toys by yourself. Clara: But Dad, at school, we all work together to clean up our mess. Things always go better when…
