My Son Really Likes to Say “Poop!”

If every third word that comes out of JP’s mouth is a variant of poop–“poopie pants,” “poopy face,” “you’re a poop,” “poop-head,” “she’s a poop,” “I’m gonna poop on you,” etc.–can that be considered verified evidence that he has entered the anal phase, and if so, is this a good thing? I’m sure most of …

A death in the blogging community

One thing about blogging–and particularly blogging about something as personal and unpredictable as parenting–is that you do feel affinities for wide circles of people you’ve never met. One such person is John Cave Osborne, who blogs about his triplets and more out of Tennessee. Through him comes word of the death of the son of …

The Best Father’s Day Gift Ever

When I contemplated fatherhood—long, long ago, for a couple of minutes—I never imagined myself as that guy. You know, the one obsessed with big-boy toys like boats and cars, the one who showers his gadgets with more love than he does his children, the one for whom ostentatious displays of wealth often substitute for simply …