My wife and I were talking about face symmetry at dinner last night because I’m getting my picture taken for work and they want it to be a posed headshot. “How should I hold my head?” I wondered. I spoke…
The Exasperation of Dinnertime
When I grew up we had dinner together. Children were called away from homework (television) or calls went out the front door to summon those in the fresh air. Hands were washed, places taken, and dinner began. I don’t know…
Men Should Iron Their Own Shirts
Let’s put aside the obvious gender role arguments, the dry cleaning convenience, and the spare time excuses. Men should iron their own shirts, but it’s not for the reasons you would think. When you hear the gentle hush of steam…
New Beginnings
Apparently your kid’s first day of kindergarten is a big deal. I say this because other parents at my daughter’s kindergarten talked about how emotional it was, how they got teary when the teacher read The Kissing Hand, and what…
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Molasses Spice Cookies
There’s a reason the rhyme says, “Cinnamon, spice, and all that’s nice.” For me there’s nothing that says autumn like the smell of warm spice cookies wafting from the oven. Which doesn’t explain why I’m baking these cookies now…
The Value of Individual Play
I’ve often written about my daughter’s extroverted nature. From her earliest days we could see her joy was in interaction with others, often exhausting my wife and I with her unquenchable thirst for talking, playing, and roughhousing when we really…
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Heard Around the House
Child Harbat, reading a party supply catalog: Look at this poodle party, it comes with a pin-ya-tah! Me: Wow, that’s very good pronunciation of pinata. Can you say tamales? CH: Ta-ma-less. Wife: Can you say carnitas? CH: Car-nee-tahss. Me: Can…
Summer Heat
I’ve been lagging on my blog posts for a while now but I can blame the heat, my God, the heat. Southern California is experiencing the kind of heat and humidity people have been fleeing for years to come here. …
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My Time With My Son
You tell yourself you’re going to notice the changes. You know things go quickly like clouds whipping past a plane window as you raise your tray to the full upright and locked position. One minute you are at the hospital…
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