There are things I miss, but not enough to pay the price for having them. “The Old Man Dreams” Oh for one hour of youthful joy! Give back my twentieth spring! I’d rather laugh, a bright-haired boy, Than reign, a gray-beard king. Off with the spoils of wrinkled age! Away with Learning’s crown! Tear out life’s Wisdom-written page, And dash… Read more →
Tag: parenting
We’re totally taking the cover. Mostly me.
Part 1: Apparently we’re raising a racist. So, apparently Sarah has joined the Klan. Imagine the scene: we’re out for lunch on Saturday, having our usual meal at Tarek’s, which is very busy at lunch, with a very ethnically diverse crowd. It’s a Turkish place, and it’s great–we’ve been there most Saturdays for the last couple of months. Sarah walks… Read more →
Time flies
How is it that four years have gone by so fast? Does it really only take four years to turn a gang-sign throwing newborn into a young lady who uses facepaints to make herself into a tiger? 2004-08-18: 2008-08-18: I found myself at breakfast this morning with the birthday girl, her mom, and her grandfather. During a moment alone with… Read more →
Limits Of Human Ability
Because I have a young daughter, I spend some time every week looking at various clips of dancers on YouTube, for her entertainment. I’ve seen some pretty amazing stuff, but today I saw one that is hands down the most amazing thing. It’s a performance at the Circus Festival of Monaco, by two dancers, Wu Zhengdan and Wei Baohua from… Read more →
Geek Family
Apparently my daughter is now old enough that when I’m away on business we send each other emailsI have a suspicion that her mother may play a secretarial role here, since Sarah probably wouldn’t punctuate.. In order to illustrate for some people at my office why it was that I no longer was interested in my business travel being any… Read more →
Father’s Day
Warning: this will be a Sappy Dad™ post. I woke up this morning to a smiling three year old face. I was wished a Happy Father’s Day, and handed this: I was unsurprised by the signature, as I have seen Sarah working on writing her name quite a few times now. I was pretty shocked by the rest of it.… Read more →
I’m glad it’s not just me
AN EXCUSE FOR NOT RETURNING THE VISIT OF A FRIEND Do not be offended because I am slow to go out. You know Me too well for that. On my lap I hold my little girl. At my Knees stands my handsome little son. One has just begun to talk. The other chatters without Stopping. They hang on my clothes… Read more →
She’s blowing my secret identity
Apparently this conversation (I’m reporting it second-hand, so the quotes might not be exact) occurred on my daughter’s drive in to the day care this morning. Sarah: I don’t want to go to day care today. Trish: It’s just for today and tomorrow and then you get to spend four more days at home. Think of it as a chance… Read more →
Nasty
It should not be possible for a child that small to produce so much vomit. Apparently my hard-earned parenting experience has made me blase about all other possible organic messes, but has not really protected me from child vomit. I mean, I can do what needs to be done, but that stuff is nasty. Back in the diaper days there… Read more →
Yes, I Am A Manly Man
Today I picked up a poppy at the grocery store, and probably severely over-donated as part of that interaction. I can’t help myself–one of the things that completely crack through my stern and manlyYes, I am totally serious. I am a manly man. If something can even manage to cut my steel-hard skin, I bleed 100% pure testosterone. exterior is… Read more →
Holy Crap
My daughter read me a book today. She’s been “reading” me stories for months now, but until today that meant her telling me stories of her own invention about the characters in the book. These stories usually lacked a narrative throughline and some thematic consistency, but they made up for that with mad innovation and exciting events. Tonight though, the… Read more →
A Targeted Miscellany
A Sunday link list, of things that made me think of specific people. For my lovely wife, to share with her radical feminist associates, is the story of the most famous pirate of all time. Especially the bits about the pirate laws governing female prisoners. And the end of the story. Also for her yet another story about people who… Read more →
