How JP Didn’t Get His Name

What with the looming arrival of the Second Coming, which my girlfriend has now instructed me must henceforth be referred to as “Ellie” (her name), I’ve been thinking about how we go about giving kids their handles. Now, Christopher’s wonderful Greek cousin notwithstanding, I actually do have a rich uncle story. My grandfather and his …

Equally Shared Parenting: A Website in Passive Aggression?

Who knows, perhaps I could be a wee bit defensive here, but does this rhetoric from the home page of Equally Shared Parenting (“Half the work; All the fun”) strike you as slightly disingenuous: Welcome to EquallySharedParenting.com, the cyber home for fathers and mothers who have made (or wish to make) a conscious decision to …

Ikea: Norwegian for Shoot Me Already!

Another weekend, another trip to Ikea, this time to replace the door mats and kid’s rug that we lost on Friday in the flood that besieged our new apartment. It’s gotten to the point where I start to vomit blood at the first hint of the cinnamon-raisin-scent that they spray all over the cash registers …