Children Are the New Dogs Are the New Children

Earlier this week, I wrote about the ways in which, without entirely meaning to, I treat my daughter, Sasha, like a dog. Turns out I had that backwards. According to my beloved alma mater, dogs are the new children. In a New York Magazine cover story that ranges over a variety of topics—from how urban …

The Tantrum: Should Dads Go to Birthing Class? Part 4

Well, sure—but know, going in, that you, Dad, are mostly window-dressing. We did go to birthing classes, my wife and I. They weren’t bad. The only thing I actively disliked was that we all sat on the floor, on thin mats, and after the fourth hour of our five-hour sessions, my glutes were howling at …