It was a week of ups and downs here on the ol’ DadWagon. Christopher, for instance, began the week fretting about whether he and his family might be killed by falling tree branches, but by Thursday afternoon he’d regained enough composure to be horrified by a pregnant woman sucking in her belly. Likewise, Nathan started …
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Look, I understand. The life of a suburban parent can be pretty boring. Weekend soccer games, brushing uncooperative teeth, PTA meetings—all add up to temptation. As the Times puts it: Kindergarten play dates versus the tap-tap-tap of coded radio transmissions. Housework versus the “brush pass” exchange of parcels. They were described as having concealed their …
Just came back from my usual thrice-a-week run, from my apartment up to Prospect Park, around the loop, and back. Weather was cool, I made decent time, and I felt great—until I got back. That’s because, as I walked through the housing project across the street from my apartment, I was, well, I guess you’d …
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Over at the BBC, Andrew Martin, presenter of the documentary “Disappearing Dad,” looks at the world of fiction and realizes that, when it comes to fathers, there are really only two kinds: bad and dead. In fact, I have a perfectly good relationship with my dad; it’s just that if a father does play his paternal …
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