So how come nobody told me this was DadWagon’s “Week of Rage”? That is so fucked up that I didn’t know! Matt, Nathan–how dare you undermine me in this completely rude and inappropriate fashion? I work my blogging fingers to the bone for DadWagon, no one thanks me, no one cares, and it makes me …
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In summer, the demands from work stay the same, the demands from family go up. I lack the grace to balance it all. And, as always, the innocent (and the dawdling) suffer.
A couple of days ago, I picked Sasha up from her preschool in Chinatown. Lately, this has not been easy. Always always always, she won’t leave the school unless one of her friends is leaving at exactly the same time, which means we’ll often have to wait 10 or 15 minutes for the friend’s mom …
Before I get into any of this, let me be clear: things aren’t so bad. I have a lovely and continually pregnant wife, two lovely and preternaturally intelligent kids, a lovely and relatively remunerative job in an only-perceived-as-dying-but-not-really-dying industry, most of my teeth, and whatever additional things one might think of to connote basic, boring, …
