The little guy may have won this battle, but the war of the tooth brush is far from over. Very far.
Read MoreI need a category of tale called “please don’t tell my wife.” That’s where this one would go.
Read MoreOkay, so my kids are more scared of the police than they are of Santa. I guess I understand that… but what now?
Read MoreWith the kids in full “angel” mode leading up to Christmas (well, almost), I thought I’d take this opportunity to flash back to a tale about an airplane ride. I wrote this but never posted it. Prior to this ride, both kids had already ridden on planes several times on trips back and forth to […]
Read MoreToday’s tale is in the Chronicle. Click here to read it! Terms for searchers: Christmas, Whack, Santa, Naughty, Nice Looking for some more holiday cheer? Check out these other fun Christmas tales: Defending Santa The Perfect Present Holiday Patience
Read MoreOne of the kids’s favorite songs is “Fast Monkey”, by SteveSongs. If you hadn’t heard it, here’s a little taste: I’m fast, I’m really really fast.I’m faster…than a fast monkey! The song repeats this lyric subtituting in a different word for fast each time: slow, loud, quiet, and so forth. The reason it’s such a […]
Read MoreI’ve been working as a reporter the past few days, covering a conference down at the Rosen hotel. Given the “business” dress code, I’ve been wearing suits each day. This morning, my kids finally noticed. “Hey Daddy,” my seven-year old asked. “Why are you dressed fancy?” “‘Cause I’m working a conference.” “So?” “So, I’m supposed […]
Read MoreThe other Saturday morning, as my wife and youngest child were out walking the dogs, my seven-year old ran into the bedroom to wake me up. “Bzzzztttt,” he shouted. “I shot you with my lasers!” I rolled over to face him. My loving wife had left the bedroom lights on anyway, so sleep was pretty […]
Read MoreToday’s Tale is in the Chronicle. Click here to read it. Terms for Searchers: Cub Scouts, camp, up, La No Che, tired, movie
Read MoreWe had a landmark event this morning: my five year old rode his own bike into school. Up until now, he’s been riding on the back of the tandem bike with my wife. This morning, he and I set out about fifteen minutes earlier than usual, riding into a thick cold mist. The television said […]
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