Gavin (5): Daddy, what’s 195 plus 150? Me, while rolling my eyes around as though it helps me add better: Um …. 345. Gavin opens his mouth and pauses. He rolls his eyes and points at me: You are correct. … Continue reading
Brushing the kids’ teeth is always a chore. The other morning, Gavin (5) said he had already brushed his teeth, so he didn’t need my help. “You did?” I asked with a raised eyebrow. “Yeah, I brushed, here, here, here … Continue reading
I took Gavin (5) to the dentist this morning, and it could have gone better. Like most kids, he does not like the dentist. “The good news is that’s over,” he said on the way out. “The bad news is … Continue reading
Celeste, my 9-year-old daughter, is helping me wrap Christmas presents. She naturally wraps like a kid, meaning the paper is ripped, wrinkled, uneven, and taped like a mummy. “I’m sorry,” she kept saying with a shurg. “I’m only a kid.” … Continue reading
Nearly 10 years have passed since a fuzzy image on a computer screen foretold a season of sleepless nights, bulky diaper bags, skinned knees and tea parties with teddy bears. For a guy who dreaded the thought of becoming a … Continue reading
As I was helping Gavin, my 5-year-old son, change into his pajamas tonight, he asked me how many days until Christmas. I held up my fingers and counted them off: Thursday, Friday, Saturday. “Three days!” he groaned with enough drama to … Continue reading
