Losing teeth. It’s traumatic for them, cool for us, then cool for them, then just a revenue stream for enterprising younguns. I’ve written about it before, but back then (although it was traumatic) I was truly wowed by the process and excited because it meant my little guy was growing up a little bit. Now [...]
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Sometimes you really want your kids to grow up faster, so you can see who they’ll be. Sometimes you want to stop them in their tracks. You teach them something new, take pride in their achievement, and then mourn their lost innocence; admire/fear their independence/loss of dependence (on you, natch). Sam still says “bone and [...]
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In the days following Papa’s death I worked overtime to make the kids feel good. Treats, toys, and all kinds of special activities came out of the daddyfactory bag-o-tricks. That Saturday I pulled out the challa from the night before and made French toast with extra butter, vanilla, and lots of syrup. On the side, [...]
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The recent hiatus from blogging was due to the passing of my father-in-law last week. Although he had been sick and we had been imagining a slow decline over the next number of years, his death was unexpected: he was struck by a car while walking the dog in his suburban neighborhood. My wife and [...]
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For the first time ever, Sam wanted to sled on his own during the last snowstorm. The hill was steep, the snow well-packed, and a slick of ice had formed, leaving this neurotic dad making ridiculous arguments for keeping the kid dependent. But Sam’s bravery won out over my own fear and down he went, [...]
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