A silly little piece in the Times the other day caught my attention. It was, at least on one level, a good holiday story about commercialism and overspending on children for the holidays. As a parent, I can relate. JP got two sets of Lincoln Logs (one from my Dad, one from my ex), a …
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It was, as usual, another cheery week at DadWagon.com. We began with Theodore’s “Whoa”-filled reaction to the Twittering of a 2-year-old’s death in Florida, and from there proceeded through drunken baby games, the impossibility of dealing with bratty kids, murderous ninja children, and the general misery of living in New York City. And as Christopher …
Just on the heels of my wish that my children would grow up with equal treatment and therefore become better friends and allies, a wonderful example of what can happen when they are not (from Nerve via DadWagon friend Steven E.): “A girl named Katie found a twelve-pack of beer in her teenage brother’s room …
The worst thing you can imagine occurred in Brooklyn last night. The snow, the blood, the small footprints. May nothing like this ever happen to anyone you know. (Also, a hat-tip to the two guys with the byline. This is old-fashioned newspaper writing, the kind that moves people, and the kind that few people do …
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