Just let me lie here for a while…
As Spring continues to stumble out of the blocks, I fell victim to the tail-end of Winter as I got sick like I have rarely been. My son brought home one of the many bugs crawling around daycare any given day and luckily it was on a Friday night that he started sliming over. We [...]
A Spotless Mind
On the elevator with me are a mother (M) and son (S) on their way to school. The door slides open a few floors down and a father (F) and daughter (D) step on with an elderly lady (EL) who is unrelated. This is what I overhear: EL to D: Are you off to preschool? [...]
Authority is overrated…
In a world of rules and regulations, it is often refreshing to see rebels standing up for change and demanding that the ordinary should become extraordinary. Now that I am a parent I can boil this once noble sentiment down to one word: anarchy. My son, for example, is an anarchist. Authority is his nemesis and [...]
Pampered Divas and Pro Wrestling
The morning routine has gotten progressively worse at our house in the last few months. I’ll shamefully admit that we have resorted to bribes something that was categorically off-the-table this summer. We had adopted the strictest of policies: “We do not negotiate with terrorists.” Well you try to dress my son and tell me if [...]
Dads are a different yet equal part of the parenting equation
I am guest posting over at Mom-entum today for Holly Pavlika. Here is an excerpt: I live in New York. I am the father of a beautiful, charming, witty and sharp two and a half year old boy (I’m not just saying that!), the husband of a beautiful, charming, sometimes nagging (she denies it…), sophisticated [...]
And this is the thanks I get…
Lately my son’s leadership pendulum has swung over towards despotic. He makes my 7th Grade chalk throwing History teacher look like Gandhi. “This way!” is his newest overused battle cry. The command is imparted to his troops and underlings (that would be me and my wife, in case you hadn’t already guessed) repeatedly over the [...]
Who needs mommy?! I can handle my son on my own…
I recently wrote a sort of poem to single parents over at Dad Revolution (with typos and no rhyme or meter). I do not want to renege on that declaration of love and as far as I am concerned my opinion stands despite what I am about to write. I have a hypothesis and a [...]
Flying solo…
I’m pretty psyched (he said with a touch of sarcasm). On Sunday morning my beautiful wife, the mother of my sweet boy is leaving on a four-day business trip. “Oh Crap!” you say? That was what I thought when she first revealed her dastardly plan to evade parenthood using the centuries-old excuse of “I have [...]
Societal meltdown, food fights and other rants from the edge…
The following excerpt comes from a New York Times article that appeared today: “The focus group that met here in New Jersey on Monday included a bartender, a lawyer and a school bus driver. The dominant theme of the discussion, in which jobs and taxes came up only in passing, seemed to be the larger [...]
Thank you Mr. Ryan…
Mr. Ryan was my favorite teacher in the whole world. He was my 4th Grade teacher for History and Homeroom. He was a portly Irishman with a booming voice and a contagious laugh that would reveal his crooked teeth molded by years of smoking his beloved pipe. Tweed jacket with elbow patches, thick glasses from [...]
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