Ah jeez, I hate getting this kind of email from a reader: My wife and I are currently going through a divorce. We are committed to easing our children’s transition during this otherwise tumultuous time. At present, our children do not know that this is occurring. Do you have any ...
Actually, I lie. At this point in their lives — 15, 12, 8 — my kids are vehemently against tattoos, so much so that I occasionally taunt them by talking about a tattoo I want to get on my arm or my calf. They then predictably react with great judgment ...
I do my best to take care of myself, including faithfully brushing my teeth twice-daily, but I have to be candid that I hate flossing. The string, the bleeding, the hassle, it’s something I really don’t like, so flying in the face of my dentist’s recommendation, I floss once in ...
I’m really saddened to learn that a good friend of mine is poised to go through a very similar journey that I’ve been on for the last few years and that — more importantly — my children have been on, a journey that started with all too much tension and ...
I’m here in Austin, attending Dad 2.0 Summit, and a message just flew past on Twitter and was echoed in a session I attended: that there shouldn’t be a separation between momblogging and dadblogging, but instead we should all be building towards a “parent blogger” community. Specifically this tweet from attendee Rita ...
This is a guest article… My Dad doesn’t complain about anything (except for maybe the neighbor’s dog doing his business on his recently manicured lawn). However, this makes him extremely difficult to buy birthday, Christmas, or even Father’s Day gifts for him. What could the guy want that seems so ...
There I am, living in blissful ignorance of the fact that my refrigerator was swamped, overrun, infected by container after container of food that was past its prime, was poised and waiting to attack me and my children when we least expected it and where we least wanted: our digestive systems. And ...
It was fifty years ago today — February 20, 1962 — that astronaut John Glenn became the first American to orbit the Earth in his little space capsule Friendship 7. Perhaps not as much a milestone as Neil Armstrong and his team stepping foot on the moon as the amazing ...
My 11yo son is pretty upset with me right now. He’s had a subscription to Sports Illustrated for about ten months or so and was enthused about getting the swimsuit edition, the issue of the magazine that’s devoted to gals in exotic locations wearing skimpy bikinis. Except when it arrived ...