Tag: #parenting

What my 7 year old son and a friend with a terminal illness said about happiness


I’d like to thank the Lexus “December to Remember” commercial for fueling my recent obsession with happiness. You know the commercial: On a perfect snow sparked morning a well groomed man finds a new Lexus topped with a big red bow trophied in his sprawling driveway. The man smiles then hugs and kisses the hood […]

12 Things I Learned This Summer


As a teacher, my relationship with summer is complicated. I love being lazy at 10 am. I love long afternoons on the beach, watching my children build sand castles and dig for shells. I love impromptu BBQs and staying up past 11 pm on a Tuesday to watch reruns of The King of Queens. Yet, […]

Compassion vs. Cruelty: Why You Should Read “The Road” by Cormac McCarthy


This afternoon, sometime before dinner, you will turn on the evening news. A suited-man seated behind a desk welcomes you. “Good evening.” Then, without warning, he launches into a blitzkrieg of stories: Murder, mudslides, deadly carnival rides, Constitutional decay, children trapped in hot cars and how North Korea is stockpiling nuclear warheads like canned goods before […]

Crossing the Line: The Birth of a Delusional Parent


It’s July and I’m standing along a sun-splashed sideline watching my son embroiled in a heated little league baseball game, sweating. Chase’s team mans the field. There’s a runner on first base. Two outs. They are losing 6-4. Chase is playing second base. He’s got a pair of black socks pulled above his calves, his […]

Defining Fatherhood: A Letter to My Daughter on Her 9th Birthday


Dear Haley, It’s incredible. It really is. 9 years ago, a nurse loaded you and your mom into the back seat of our silver Chevy Malibu, shut the door, stepped back, offered a smile and suddenly our lives began together. Surprisingly, sometimes life is that cut and dry. One day you’re curled inside your mother and […]

A Painful Reminder to Slow Down


I felt it coming for sometime now. I was waiting for it like the way you wait for seasons to change or like the way you wait for something to arrive in the mail. Never knowing exactly when it will arrive, but when it does, your life with be somehow different. Maybe it was the […]

The Awkward Dance of Parenting


Maybe the key to good parenting is knowing when to get the hell out of your child’s way. I bought her flowers. I complimented the elegance of her dress, the loose curls in her hair. I made her laugh and held her hand as we posed for pictures. I escorted her to the car, opened the […]

Santa Claus is a Drug Dealer


My children are drug addicts. Little blue-eyed, bed-wetting drug addicts. It’s 9:30 pm and Cindy and I are staring at them gaunt-eyed and almost drooling as they buzz around the living room like carpenter bees on crack. Over the next ten minutes either Cindy or I (at this point I don’t know who) bark the […]

Why Fatherhood is Like Being an NFL Quarterback


My beloved Philadelphia Eagles trail their division rivals, the Washington Redskins by 5. There’s 20 seconds on the clock. The Eagles are 5-7, floundering in last place a highly competitive NFC East, with their playoff lives on life support. Our quarterback, our white knight, Carson Wentz the strapping young lad from the North Dakota plains, who after 13 games […]

7 Reasons Why My Child is a Suburban Dictator


Don’t be fooled. You’re looking a menace. A television hogger. A fickled eater. A picky dresser. A mess maker. A bed jumper. An interrupter of conversations. And a careless pisser. You’re staring into the soft but tyrannical face of a suburban dictator. This is my youngest child, Dylan. He is 3. And if you let him, he will rule your world. […]