Triple The Dad

Help me; I think my kids may be conspiring against me. Some nemesis gaining the ability to think is a facet of lots of recent movies of course.  I’m thinking of The Planet of the Apes series for one.  The Will Smith led I Am Legend is another.  And of course I’ve already compared my brood to zombies. So maybe its just recent media that has me up at night worrying.  Then again… You see, it seems to me that when urgency is most valuable, they are at their slowest.  When time is of the essence, they are black holes, sucking all the time away. One day they will show me how they can put their shoes on – all by themselves.  Two days later when I have to have them out of the house – like that minute – they suddenly revert back to one year olds.  Shoes are roughly banged onto feet at angles that leave no hope of success; shoes that do make it onto feet are on the wrong foot, or worse, backwards.  How can someone who can barely manage to p...

You may have noticed I missed a post last week.  Sorry, I'll try not to let it happen. But that is what sometimes happens when Blogger conspires with your wife's car accident and the death of your friend's dad.  Sometimes you miss a post. Consider it bereavement leave. Anyway, upcoming posts on cultural differences in parenting and why they mean you probably aren't doing the parenting thing wrong; a bottles and cans approach to developing children; and a thought or two on creating your own Bubble.