I love my kids, I just hate parenting
Yesterday, upon hearing news about plans for a 4th Toy Story movie, I wrote a tweet poking fun at how dark the last movie was and where the latest sequel might go if it continued to up the stakes. Judging by how many people starred and retweeted what was an inappropriate – and really notRead more about Zombie Post: You Can’t Unsee Toy Story 3[…]
About a year ago, I found myself doing some light googling to investigate whether it was possible for my son to be having nightmares at such a young age. It turns out it was. So I wrote a post about the phenomenon (resurrected below), in which I speculated about what a year-and-a-half old baby couldRead more about Zombie Post: Something Frigid This Way Comes[…]
My son turned two in September, forever removing the need to specify how many months old he is. Now that he’s two, he’s just two. Maybe soon he’ll be “two-and-a-half”, maybe eventually “almost three.’ But mostly just two. At such a young age, measuring by months is necessary, at least when talking to other parents.Read more about Zombie Post: That Time, of the Months[…]
I’ve been publishing this blog for more than two years now. My son is approaching his second birthday (I started the blog a few months before his due date), and it’s impossible to overstate how much my life has changed since he was born. The good news is that this blog provides a great wayRead more about Zombie Post: What If I Hate My Son?[…]