I’ve become that grumpy old man…
They bump into you. They yell, scream and sometimes curse just inches from your ear. They push you aside as they chase each other around. They even yank things out of your hand. Never once uttering an “excuse me” or “sorry”. They are just plain rude and obnoxious. These are today’s kids. I call them [...]
The sound of silence…
There are a few moments in the busy day and life of a parent in which you might find yourself alone. Usually, for me, it is while I am in transit between point A and point B. I may take a side street to avoid the cacophony of the larger and more frequented streets that [...]
My son has a nose fetish
I’m not going to say I’m worried, yet. My son, though, really, really, really likes rubbing stuff under his nose. I think you could easily classify it as an addiction. If he was an adult I might call friends and relatives for an intervention, but since he is only two years old I think I’ll [...]
Open Letter To: The Daddyhood Of Men
Dear Dads, After almost two years of daddyhood I was lucky enough to stumble upon all of you and in the months that have followed I was happy to meet those of you who like me have done the same. I discover new things everyday as I read your writings and appreciate how willing you [...]
Don’t I know you from somewhere…
I felt a presence in my “personal space”, yesterday afternoon, as I played with my son in Central Park. I was at one of the many playgrounds with my wife, letting him blow off some steam to get him ready for a bath and blissful (for us, especially) bedtime. I looked up and the man [...]
My More Dashing Side
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