Some time back I publicly gushed about what I normally gush about to any parent who will listen – my love of the PBS Kids series Odd Squad. For those uninitiated, Odd Squad is an organization run by kids that investigate anything odd. Be it people who drink lemonade that turns their head to lemons,Continue reading “Agents of Change”
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Little boy blue and the man in the moon…
The other night, I was standing in our dining room, leaning up against a piece of furniture, chiming into conversation but primarily scrolling through my phone, looking at the latest news going on in the outside world (no lack of those lately), what friends were up to, and checking in to see if any emailsContinue reading “Little boy blue and the man in the moon…”
The Christmas Letdown
So here we are. Halfway through the winter season here in the northeast, the holidays over, the decorations all put away (minus the red and white lights out in front of our house that seem to nag at me whenever I see them yet never call to me with the urgency needed to get myContinue reading “The Christmas Letdown”
Nightmare equals impromptu sleepover (and a stiff neck)
It was around, probably 2 or 3 in the morning. The sound of rain was hitting the windows and streets outside, adding nature’s own little lullaby of sound to the night. I awoke to the sound of our son’s voice calling out from the other room, scared. I went in and found him in bed,Continue reading “Nightmare equals impromptu sleepover (and a stiff neck)”
All I want for Christmas is a cliche
It’s that time of year for many. Decorations go up, lights strewn around the house, frantic attempts to finish shopping in time, and that age-old question “what do you want for Christmas?” It’s an answer that in youth came with ease. I see it in our son with how easily he rattles off a fewContinue reading “All I want for Christmas is a cliche”
These memories lose their meaning…
The little guy and I went for a short walk when out of his mouth he says to me: “Memories lose their meaning…” When I asked him what he meant he said he had no idea, but my head began swirling nonetheless. I couldn’t shake it as we walked along, internally laying out the caseContinue reading “These memories lose their meaning…”
Juggling life (and boxes)
I’ve been juggling a lot in terms of life. We all do. Some do so better than others and other times some things give. See, we moved about two weeks ago, give or take.
Leaps of Logic
Our family was recently driving back from a little weekend getaway. The kids were in the back seat, asleep at the same time for possibly the only portion of the multi-hour ride home, when Meg looked over from her magazine to the radio and read the song title currently playing on40s Junction, the 1940s StationContinue reading “Leaps of Logic”
You tell ’em, Batman
Some sound advice from Gotham City’s own Dark Knight, from 1963’s Batman #159. In a world where so many people sadly look to find their self-worth in online likes, followers, and little blue check marks (or lack thereof), I think it’s still pretty relevant. You tell ’em, Batman. It’s actually an incredibly timeless messageContinue reading “You tell ’em, Batman”
I love it when a word comes together
I am fascinated with the ways children evolve from their completely dependent forms – making nothing but sounds or cries, but eventually forming words, then sentences, then complete conversations like little adults. From needing to be spoon-fed mushy puree to sitting down to a meal with mommy and daddy like the little human they are.Continue reading “I love it when a word comes together”
The Dorky Daddy 