My Son’s Birth Felt Awfully Familiar
On the 21st day of the 21st year of the 21st century, a child was born.
My son.
We weren’t expecting him until the 35th day so the past two weeks have been a blur. Read More
Zombie Thoughts and Werewolf Premises
I often find myself thinking things only to realize I’ve thought them before.
This is expected when it comes to thoughts like, “this is the slowest traffic light in the world,” or “please let my daughter sleep in today,” but it also happens as I write my weekly columns. Read More
Who Needs a Mother’s Intuition When You’ve Got Technology?
When my daughter’s older, her incessant questions won’t be answered with “because I said so,” but rather with, “ask Alexa.” Read More
Seeing How it All Plays Out
I still follow my old neighborhood’s Facebook group.
I fully intend to leave but every time I try to, I can’t. It would be like shutting off a movie before it ends – I need to see the story play out. Read More
Living in Interesting Times
We live in interesting times, which may be a blessing or a curse – only history will know. Read More
Pregnancy is a Father’s Training Ground
It surprised me how intense the final month of pregnancy got last time. This time, I’m expecting it though I don’t think it’ll make things easier.
My theory is that pregnancy stages are cosmically designed as a father’s training ground. Read More
What I’ll Tell My Kids About 2020
The events of this year will undoubtedly shape my kids’ development for years.
My 23-months-old daughter hit huge milestones with very limited social interactions and my son was conceived in May, carried through the bulk of the year, and is due to be born soon in a hospital that’ll likely be under siege from a post-holiday coronavirus surge. Read More
Pushing the Reset on Holiday Traditions
Last year was my daughter’s first Christmas and, God-willing, next year will be my son’s first (he’s due in February).
That alone is enough to fill a cup with cheer and greatly offsets the sorrow from missing so many of our usual traditions this year. Read More
People Who Live in Block Houses Shouldn’t Throw Shade
A humbling truth about parenting toddlers is that they learn from absolutely everything you do.
I typically only think about teaching my 22-month-old daughter Senita when I do something proactive like count and stack building blocks into a tower that she delights in knocking over. Read More
Finding a Welcome Relief in Santa’s Pants
There is an unrelenting monotony to the stay-at-home dad life but my daughter has the exact same day as me and always finds it magical.
When I got excited that a school bus was passing our house, I realized that her joy is the antidote to the monotony. Read More