Category: Parenting

I suspect all parents are frauds


This week a student told me I must be the world’s greatest dad. I laughed. “What makes you believe that?” “Because you always seem to have a great answer for every question.” Flattered, sure, but there’s a big difference at being good English teacher and being a parent. Teaching literature and writing is easy.  Parenting […]

Happy Holidays from Write on Fight on!


Happy Holidays from Write on Fight on! I woke up on Christmas Eve morning at 10 am, which is absurdly late for me. Even on weekends I’m out of bed by 7 am. The reason? My children are getting an XBox for Christmas and I was up until 2:30 am installing updates, setting up parental […]

Our children need gardeners not gods.


As parents, it’s our fundamental responsibility to recognize that our young children see us as gods. This declaration unnerves me. My three children are under under 10.  In their eyes I’m a flawless, precise, all-powerful, all-knowing god.  I am the law. The 10 commandments of suburbia.  My words are gospel. And when I shake my […]

This post is dedicated to the look my son gave


These days Santa Claus is a curious subject in our house. I’m pretty sure my 10 year old daughter doesn’t believe. However her belief, or lack there of, has yet to be confirmed. My 8 year old son’s belief hangs limbo. He’s asking questions: “So what if your house doesn’t have a chimney?” and “So what […]

My daughter becomes a writer


Last night I sat beside my daughter at the kitchen table has she did homework. Haley had to write an original story using her spelling words. She worked the pencil and finessed the spelling words into this cute little story about being a teenager ticket-taker at a roller coaster on the New Jersey boardwalk. She’s […]

I’m watching It’s a Wonderful Life with my son…


I’m watching It’s a Wonderful Life with my son, Chase, when in between handfuls of popcorn he asks two questions: Why did people back then only see in black and white? Why did George want to jump off the bridge? Question one was easy to answer but difficult for my 8 year my son to understand. […]

The Joy of Watching My Son Discover Rock n’ Roll You can't start a fire without a spark...


A few weeks ago my 8 year-old son, Chase, dressed up as Bruce Springsteen for a school project. Ever since, he hasn’t stopped listening to Springsteen. Here’s a video of him flossing to “Dancing in the Dark”. My parents taught me that music, is as good as any subject, to bond with your child. Growing […]

The morning after a neurologist found my brain damage I went to work. The story of the blue collar patient


Cindy told me to stay home. Put my feet up. Watch daytime television. Rest. But I insisted on going to work. “I have too much work to do.” I was teaching Cormac McCarthy’s novel The Road. Set in a post-apocalyptic world, the novel chronicles a father-son relationship and argues a father’s chief duty, no matter […]

I’ve come to suspect that all parents are frauds.


This week a student told me I must be the world’s greatest dad. I laughed. “What makes you believe that?” “Because you always seem to have a great answer for every question.” Flattered, sure, but there’s a big difference at being good English teacher and being a parent. Teaching literature and writing is easy.  Parenting […]

“So that’s what nipples are for!” A story about my 8 year old son


My niece Madison Katherine was born on Tuesday, September 18th. As Maddy stirred in her clear hospital-issued bin, my sister-in-law nodded, smiled, and politely announced it was feeding time. When I ushered my three kids out in the white-hospital hall Chase looked up at me with a pair of blue-honest eyes and asked, “Dad, how […]