Everything’s wrong.
My daughter, though only two-years old, is already prone to drama. It is not uncommon for her to wake up from her nap and say, “Mommy, something’s wrong.” “What’s wrong?”…
My daughter, though only two-years old, is already prone to drama. It is not uncommon for her to wake up from her nap and say, “Mommy, something’s wrong.” “What’s wrong?”…
I love Wikipedia. I think it is one of the single greatest creations in human history. Reading Wikipedia has become a bit of a passion for me. Though there is…
My editor directed me to this via Twitter yesterday. It’s brilliant. It is brilliant because embedded within the humor and silliness is pure truth. It’s the kind of advertisement that…
Things change when you have a child. You begin to feel differently about a multitude of life’s experiences. The entire world takes on new meaning and nuance. Take Dirty Dancing.…
Yesterday I wrote about my daughter’s first story. Her story went like this: Once upon a time there was a bear. She ate dinner. The End. Then I tweeted about…
I had an idea yesterday, probably born from several sources, including my success at The Moth, a sudden burst of amusing anecdotes and my bi-weekly intake of Marc Maron’s popular…
My daughter told me to go to sleep (a frequent demand), and then, instead of waking me up with a kiss or (more often) a smack on the butt, she…
My daughter knows almost all of her uppercase letters and a few lower case letter, though she you wouldn’t know it based upon this video. The girl refuses to perform…
Nummies, a maker of maternity bras, asked women what they would tell themselves if they could go back in time to just before their first baby arrived. They produced…
In regards to the much critiqued post about my handling of the slow driver, I offer a few comments: 1. Opening with the question “Was this mean?” wasn’t smart. I…