Tag Archive | parenthood

The Slow, Torturous March  to Parental Obsolescence, Part I

A few nights ago, after brushing his little, seven year-old teeth while wearing a set of colorful, seven year-old’s pajamas, my youngest son bounced up to me to make an announcement. The bouncing wasn’t a surprise, of course; when you’re seven, if your movement from place to place isn’t primarily bounce-driven, something needs a band-aid, […]

A funny thing happened at bath time Saturday night

I have long said that I generally assume my blog readership consists of my wife and my mother. And I guess my dad and my mother-in-law, too, maybe.  That’s got to be about it, though, right? Well, it turns out I was wrong.  I mean, I’ve known I was wrong about that for a while […]