The Little Boy That Could. And Will.

It’s happening. It’s really happening. And it’s happening tomorrow. I have been walking around with my tear ducts seemingly prepared to spill over at the slightest trigger — a song, a memory, a glance his way. I have been waiting for this for the past five-and-a-half years. I am still not ready for this. Will [ Read More ]

Parenting To the Lowest Common Denominator

  Parker is almost six, though she will correct you immediately that she is “five and three-quarters” if she hears you say that because she is precise, and detail-oriented, and very much her father’s daughter in that way. But she is my daughter too. A daughter that I was petrified of having, and then elated [ Read More ]