Take a moment to look at this cellphone picture (washed-out, I know) and you will understand why this past weekend, while the rest of the city was melting and moaning about the heat, I was feeling extremely comfortable. In the background: my children, doing what they do in fountains. Playing. My boy, shirtless, is just …
Author Archives: Nathan
Letter to an Italian Restaurant
Dear Giuseppi (or was it Giovanni?): We were enchanted by your Italian restaurant in lower Manhattan last weekend. The view over the harbor was impeccable; the rain held offshore and we ate quite contentedly al fresco on your brick patio. We are writing you, first and foremost, to apologize for the linen napkins. I know …
Death and the Dinosaurs
The problem with knowledge and children is that a little bit of knowledge leads to more questions, and soon you are working your way down the ever-dimmer hallways of understanding that inevitably lead to the one thing we don’t want our 4-year-old to know: that we and everyone she will ever know and love will …
My Daughter the Bully
Sweep the leg, so goes the line. But it’s only funny if you’re talking about The Karate Kid (the original, not the execrable remake), or if you’re talking about what a dick someone else or someone else’s child is being. But when it’s almost 10 p.m. and you turn on the baby monitor for the …