It is the holiday season, which means that by the time you read this I will have committed murder. My victim will be a tree, one that has never […] Read more »
Sunday, October 28, 2012 – 2:37 p.m. Superstorm/Hurricane Sandy is coming. I’m not that worried. Irene hit last year and we survived. Read more »
The other day, I was waiting at the bus stop for my son to return home from first grade. This is a common event and one which I regularly […] Read more »
When I was younger, Spring Break meant wondering when I was going to finally make it down to Fort Lauderdale and experience one of those hedonistic weeks that only seem […] Read more »
Early one weekend morning, my daughter sat down at the counter, pencil in hand, and asked the one question that every parent dreads.“Dad, what are you?” My first instinct was […] Read more »
The Powers That Be (Madison Avenue, Illuminati, librarians, take your pick) decree that the Christmas season begins the instant your stomach digests the Thanksgiving turkey. Personally, I like to wait […] Read more »
Puberty. The very word can send a parent running to the hills in terror. Puberty is the unholy gateway to adolescence. According to whispered stories told by shell-shocked parents behind […] Read more »
I moved to the Rivertowns five years ago after having spent the last dozen or so years in and around Los Angeles. Throughout my twenties, I was less than an […] Read more »
At some point last fall, my then-four-year-old son told me that he wanted to play baseball. Tears of joy streamed down my face. I love baseball. I have loved baseball […] Read more »
Each and every day after school, I unload my kids’ backpacks. I check to see what food drive, conference or school trip we have forgotten, empty out the crumbs, notice […] Read more »
