Just so we’re clear, for my New Yawk readers, “Into the Maw” means into the mouth, not into the “mawl”, the place where you go shopping at stow-uhs. So, what goes into the maw of a fifteen-month old? Just about…
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Stroller Wheelie
What dad can honestly say he hasn’t done wheelies while pushing their kid’s stroller? Number Two usually laughs the first through tenth time. After that he sits calmly and waits for Babbo to just settle down and get back to…
“Fresh” Water
It’s amazing what you can get for free in the neighborhood. My wife, with her bargain radar always dialed up to “Maximum Intensity”, spotted a free water play table in someone’s yard recently. At least I hope it was labeled…
The Human Troll Doll
Question: What happens when big sister is tasked with washing Number Two’s hair? Answer: Once it is determined that the boy is actually a life-sized troll doll, many exciting hairstyles can be made. After his initial shock at such a…
There and Not Back Again
It was an interesting morning routine. My wife is starting a new job and the plan was to commute together. This means the children must be dressed, fed, supplied, and ready to go by 7:15. On paper this was possible,…
Thoughtful Boy
Personality emerges very early in a child’s life. As the whipcurl of a new bean sprout will differ from that of a tomato or pumpkin seedling, so too will the temperament of a child be visible. For his part, Number…
Bad Parenting and Other Holiday Fun
It’s a new year, another chance to learn from my mistakes and follow the travails of a parent, baker, husband, and home improvement buffoon. This holiday season was a study in sloth. I found new ways to eat horrifying amounts…
Dumb Luck
It has taken me a while to come to a place where I can write about last Friday’s school shooting in Newtown, Connecticut. My first response was as it is for many news events—it is another horrible tragedy in a…
Number Two on the Move
Seen here on his first birthday, Number Two is exploring mobility. The speed of these things is phenomenal. The day of his first birthday he switched from commando-style-live-fire-under-barbed-wire crawling to the more traditional on-all-fours. The next day he pulled himself…
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What Nightmares May Come
I am tired today, as I have been all weekend. Our nighttime schedule has returned to what it was when Number Two was an infant, with multiple wake-ups during the night. But now it’s both kids, ages one and five,…
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