Arab Dads: They’re Somewhat Like Us!

Last week, outside a gate leading from Tangier’s medina to its casbah, a man sitting on an old stone ledge caught my eye. He was just a trim guy in his 40s, dressed in Western clothes, but what caught my eye was that next to him sat two fishing poles and his daughter, wrapped in …

Owl’s Well That Ends Well

After almost three weeks on the road—Austria, Morocco, Spain, you know, the usual—I’ve just returned to New York and my much-missed family. This morning, as I walked into Sasha’s room to get her up, I mentally prepared to be ignored. After all, while I was gone, she’d apparently taken to using the word “Daddy” to …

The Tantrum: Should You Have Another Goddamn Kid? Part 2

The answer to this Tantrum question is pretty easy. Let’s look at the facts, shall we? Your kids are annoying. They scream behind me on the airplane, they intrude on my special bar time, they shoot my kid with water pistols (okay, Theodore’s kid does). Should you have another goddamn one? Hell, no. But if …