(Today marks the return of guest blogger Warren Benedetto. We are glad to have him back, particularly because he’s raising his kids in LA, something which both fascinates and disgusts us. Read more about Warren here). “You need to spend more time with your son.” “Why? What’s wrong?” My wife had just returned from my …
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Word to the wise, all divorced fathers: do not come early (or in my case, on time) to your son’s school’s end-of-year picnic. If you do, and your ex-wife arrives late with your son, you will be forced to loiter awkwardly in the park for twenty minutes, feeling very much like a child molester. In …
“Enjoy this time,” everyone tells us. “They grow up so fast.” And they do, and I do. I certainly don’t want this short window–the few months during which my son is preverbal but incredibly chatty–to end so soon. Any day now, he’ll be actually speaking, and everything will be different, yet again. (Same thing happened …
Or words to that effect. This just in from the Times on the summer “trauma season”: Dr. Johnston and his colleagues studied large populations of children and found that if a child was injured seriously enough to be hospitalized, all the children in that family were at higher risk of injury for the next three …
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