There’s a second Harbat on the way, and coming soon, mid-November to be exact. Funny how the second time around you’re much more relaxed. It’s like final exams in high school—as a freshman you’re sweating it out and planning your…
There’s a second Harbat on the way, and coming soon, mid-November to be exact. Funny how the second time around you’re much more relaxed. It’s like final exams in high school—as a freshman you’re sweating it out and planning your…
Sometimes you work hard trying to do the right thing and you get kicked in the balls anyway. This weekend I was reminded that parenting is often about the ship of good intentions getting dragged over the reef of reality.…
Child Harbat has learned to use our camera. I’m not surprised—after five minutes with my wife’s iPhone, CH was deleting apps and getting new ones she liked. Now when I download pictures from the camera I find, scattered among my…
In this world of 3D movies, motion-capture video games, and tablet computers, it’s nice to know that kids still love the basics. This weekend we went to a local health fair. Imagine stands hawking the benefits of brushing and flossing…
With the hubbub of the tenth anniversary of 9/11 over I’ve had time to reflect on what this day means to me. Like the pixels on a dragonfly’s eye we all have a slightly different perspective, and mine is not…
It’s amazing what five miles will do to your perspective. This weekend I flew across the continent and got to see all our country’s fantastic scenery from 30,000 feet and here’s what I concluded: we have a lot of empty…
I’ve tangled with this issue for a while, the impossibility of describing what it is to become a parent. It’s much like explaining three dimensions to a two-dimensional being, or explaining quantum physics and multi-dimensional space-time fabric to a drunk…
Labor Day is always bittersweet. The days are getting shorter, stores are trumpeting back-to-school sales, thoughts of homework, homeroom, and homesick are crowding little children’s minds, and summer weather is sliding into autumn. Here in Southern California our September and…
Even at the lightning speed of a child’s growth you sometimes miss the transitions from one stage to another. It’s not as if they are mute one day then say, “More milk please,” the next and you stare gape-mouth at…