Tag Archives: fatherhood
I reminded my wife that if we didn’t like her, there was a 30-day no-questions-asked return policy at the hospital. I thought that was a brilliant joke. My wife, in the throes of labor, didn’t agree.
Today, my daughter’s late arrival to preschool came courtesy of Mr. Grumposaurus, our almost-six-year-old. He couldn’t brush his teeth. He couldn’t put on his shoes. His motor skills had degraded to the point that he couldn’t even muster the strength to pull on his coat. “Let’s go!” I exhorted him. (This is the worst thing […]
Eventually she sniffled herself to sleep while I reflected on how, even though I am theoretically the adult, I still make some shoddy parenting choices–like getting into a battle of wills with a 3-year-old over whether she can get out of bed to retrieve a tissue. I wondered if I had done permanent and lasting damage to her young psyche.
This morning, I was cutting waffles for my kids to eat when my daughter wandered in. “Can I lick the knife?” she asked. I remembered what happened yesterday when I said (and then sang) “no” to her. So I said, “Sure.” Hence the subtitle of this post. Editorial note for the modern social media landscape: […]
I know a lot of parenting blogs like to share tips about how to be a better parent. I think sharing my failures will be more helpful. And it will mean I have a lot more to post. So here’s what I learned today. If you tell your daughter “no,” and she starts to throw […]