Getting children to go to bed can be tough. But sometimes, when the evening feels right, it’s not a fight worth having.
A “sprinkle” is a smaller, not-your-first-kid baby shower and a word I will spend the rest of my life trying to avoid saying.
I want for my sons comfortable enough with their relationship to skip the awkward formalities a long time of being apart sometimes brings.
How could we possibly have a favorite child? Each person serves their own, independent purpose that can’t be compared with anyone else.
Thinking back to my days as a single man in Las Vegas — the drinking, the gambling, the late nights — I realize that raising children and living the life of a gambler really isn’t all that different.
Having twin toddlers who love me very much provides me with Father’s Day reflections that put me into a very special orbit.