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Whose Daddy Are You, Anyway?
My oldest son, Joaquin, is no wallflower. He will bound up to an adult and start talking as if they’re old friends. He doesn’t much care about their level of interest in Thomas the Tank Engine or Tow Mater. He’s going to let them know his thoughts, regardless. I do my best to keep a safe distance when Joaquin approaches strangers, while making sure he doesn’t cross any boundaries (a somewhat foreign concept for a…
What Go The F*** To Sleep Says About Fatherhood
Although I think some of the criticism surrounding Go the F*** to Sleep is overblown, I agree with Amy Sohn in her excellent Babble article that it exposes a double standard about what fathers and mothers, particularly those who write about parenting, can get away with. I love edgy mommy bloggers. I appreciate their honesty and willingness to share (sometimes unconventional) solutions to parenthood’s challenges. They represent a way of thinking that doesn’t fit within…
“My Parents Hate Each Other” Part Two
I ended part one of this story where I was anxiously awaiting the day when my ex-husband and I were to meet alone for the first time in five years. My daughter thought that all she would remember of her childhood was that her parents hated each other and I was trying to do something about it. Once divorced, I always assured there was another person with me as a buffer anytime there was a…
“My Parents Hate Each Other” Part One
My eight year old daughter, Chloe, had a rough day. She had her first real fight with her two best friends and she had missed nearly two weeks of school being sick. In an emotional moment she said “not only do I have to go back and forth between houses but when I grow up all I will remember is that my parents hated each other.” The “hated each other” hit me in the chest…
Ode To Dad – Inspired Memories From A Loving Daughter
I love trips on the New York subway – without fail at least one of the hundreds of faces that pass through my gaze as I travel will catch my eye and make me smile. Today, running some errands at around 5:30pm, I saw a business man on his way home from work. He was dressed in a suit, dress shoes, and carrying a briefcase in his right hand. Oh, and he had a Baby…
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