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5 Ways to Counteract the Baby Proofing of Modern Childhood
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5 Ways to Counteract the Baby Proofing of Modern Childhood

It was called husky back then, but I was what I was: a fat boy who rarely saw the sun. Years before websites, blogs, and vanity url’s would become actual things, the furnished basement of my parents suburban home was my domain. And a Nintendo gaming system with a protruding […]

What Happens When Modern Dads Meet For Dinner
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What Happens When Modern Dads Meet For Dinner

We agreed ahead of time, via text message, that it would be an early night. He had to put a bow on a key report before catching a train to D.C. early the next morning and I had to put the finishing touches on a piece I was writing for […]

Having Daughters Means It Only Gets Better
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Having Daughters Means It Only Gets Better

[Big thanks to The Huffington Post for running this piece and for the sweet shout out from A Mighty Girl.] First it’s this… “Oh man, you’re having a girl? Dude, you’re in trouble!” And then it’s all of this… “Oh, wait until they are crawling!” “Oh, wait until they are […]

16 Things I Want My Daughters To Know Right Now
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16 Things I Want My Daughters To Know Right Now

As they begin to navigate tween waters, here’s 16 things I want my girls to know.

The Parent / Teacher Conference Phrase Decoder
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The Parent / Teacher Conference Phrase Decoder

*Big thanks to The Huffington Post for also running with this humorous back to school / parent-teacher conference post! Twice a year they meet with us, many of us, in 20-minute increments, stacked like six-packs of 4×4 In-n-Out Burgers (Protein Style, natch.) In hallways we wait, we sit and we […]

Not Alone, But With No One
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Not Alone, But With No One

I was the over-sized cargo shorts in the back row, on the aisle. I was the Fidel Castro shirt-jacket, pressed up tightly against the wall, eyes closed, mouthing every word. I apologize for playing so much air bass guitar, and so flamboyantly. I couldn’t help myself. I was the shaggy […]

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