Thanks For Giving

Thanks for giving me the balled up piece of toilet paper…right after you wiped. Thanks for giving me that booger fresh out of your nose. Thanks for giving me this cold that won’t go away. Thanks for giving me that mostly-chewed piece of chicken straight from your mouth. Thanks for giving me that fart blast

Friendraising

At what point in your life does the concept of “friend” really start to matter? At what point in your life do you start recognizing the difference between a “friend” who is a familiar face in your classroom or neighborhood and a “friend” who you understand has similar interests and compatible play-styles; a “friend” who

A Long Time Ago…

…In a galaxy far, far away… You may or may not remember that I am a nerd.  I am happy and proud of this.  It suits me.  Obviously the jury is out on my daughters in that regard but based on what we currently know, it would probably be somewhat of a surprise if either

White or Brown

I know what you’re thinking:  Another post about Chinese Food Restaurants.  Nope. Julianna is absolutely in the “questioning everything” phase. Why? Because she wants to know how everything works and the reasons things happen. Why? Because she’s generally inquisitive and ultimately relentless.  Most if not all kids go through this phase I suspect. Because. Before

Single

For 6 days last week I was a single parent. My wife had to go away for work leaving the girls and I in what would be a mayhem-filled week of lunacy…or… This was to be a test, and one that I was eager to take.  You see, in the past, I’ve been alone with

Daddaism Day

Today is Father’s Day;  Daddaism Day. What would the day hold?  My kids are at the age where they can actually participate in preparation and execution of the festivities.  The following is how it all went down…brace yourselves… 1 Day Ago… My wife is trying to get the girls to help her prepare part of

Daddy Discovery

What do your kids know about you?  What do they know about anything other than themselves? Kids are of course naturally selfish and why shouldn’t they be.  Everything is about them and their worlds.  What they want.  What they need.  We, the parents, in many ways are literally servants to their every whim, at least

Eat Your Heart Out Baryshnikov

Since September, Julianna has been going weekly to a ballet class.  Last year we tried gymnastics with mixed results.  This year, it was ballet.  My wife and I essentially alternate who takes her to class.  The parents all sit outside while the girls in the class “dance”.  The goal is to get the class on

Daddy, Who’s Osama Bin Laden?

I often play out these types of questions in my head so I can be better prepared when the question actually arrives. I love how inquisitive kids are in general and so for the most part I welcome the questions but there are some (at varying levels of difficulty, seriousness, and potential awkwardness) that make

The Year That Was Too

Today, Chloe turns 2 years old. I can’t believe I have a 2 year old human being child daughter.  For the last month or so, she has not been asking when she wakes up: “is today my birthday?”  Why is that?  Her sister did leading up to her birthday. We have been celebrating birthdays in