Puddle jumpers
Their rain boots came courtesy of Nani and Gramps. The clouds get credit for the rain. The desire to jump in every puddle they see comes from somewhere inside. May…
My appearance on The Moth Radio Hour
I’m thrilled to announce that I will have a story on this week’s Moth Radio Hour. Back in August, I performed at a Main Stage show at the Wilbur Theater,…
Resolution update: April 2014
In an effort to hold myself accountable, I post a list my New Year’s resolutions at the beginning of each month, along with their progress (or lack thereof). 1. Don’t…
Poetry is not for the faint of heart. At least mine apparently isn’t.
I recently completed a book of poetry and asked some of my faithful first readers to consider offering me their feedback before I pass it onto my agent. One of…
Quite possibly the cutest moment in my son’s entire life, which would be unfortunate.
My fear is that my son will never be as cute or captivating as he is in this moment. He may have peaked before the age of two. That’s a…
We don’t always treat kids fairly when it comes to food and choice
Mark Oppenheimer writes a piece in the New York Times entitled Let Them Drink Chocolate, in which he argues that parents are not fair and just when it comes to…
Little people pushing little carriages
Whole Foods was my daughter’s favorite grocery store, which never made me happy since that store annoys the hell out of me. It’s not my fault. I’m allergic to smugness.…
My English degree finally pays off.
In 1999 I graduated from Trinity College with a Bachelor’s degree in English. Though I’m quite certain that my years of study have contributed to my success as a teacher…
Look what my wife made!
Technically she made our daughter (with a little help from me), but in this case, I’m referencing the skirt, which she made (along with another) over the the course of …
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