We have colorful plastic bins in which a lot of the kids’ smaller toys are stored. Blocks, dolls, fake food and plates, empty cigarette boxes, three-penny nails, mercury. You know.
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Fireworks Don’t Work For Me on July 4 … or Anytime
What stars shine and fade and shine again in the sky; warming upturned faces with the glow of patriotism? Why, those would be fireworks. I hate fireworks.
My Suburban Nightmare: Killer Traffic and Ambulance Sirens
I should have taken a clue that maybe a move to suburban Forest Hills wasn’t such a good idea when I ventured out the first night to see police taping off a huge part of the street.
The Wrong Kind of Just Saying ‘No’
I made my 5-year-old daughter cry. I told Penny I wasn’t going to ask her to do anything anymore; I […]
Trouble Bonding with Your Baby? Velcro Not Recommended
I remember the exact moment nearly six years ago when my wife informed me that she was pregnant with our […]
Make the Parenting Odds be Ever in Your Favor
People often mistake The Hunger Games books as a thoughtful, but light sci-fi series about a young girl’s battle against government oppression. It’s really about the game of parenting.