On recent family trip to Denmark, wife and I loved how DANGEROUS everything was—perilous play equipment, no bike helmets, creaky amusement park rides. Got me thinking about sanctity of safety among parents at home and recent books that celebrate virtues of sketchy situations for kids…
That dad with the hyper disruptive brats two rows back? I’m that guy. In this essay-as-desperate-apology, I try to make amends and imagine an airline geared specifically for families…
Latest Reuters column, this one a dinner party anecdote about a hot babysitter wrapped up in depressing ruminations about the basic savagery and superficiality of human nature. Fun!
The first piece written for my new “Family Life” column for Reuters is all about kids and food and how far we as parents will go to get something un-fried, un-sweetened and halfway nutritious into the mouths of our picky little tyrants.
The second installment of my new Reuters column involves a celebrity pediatrician and my wife’s boobs. Response has been highly enjoyable, ranging from the dad who took the opportunity to rave about how he can bring his wife to orgasm through nursing to the New Zealand feminist blogger who can’t believe we didn’t get more worked up about our our groovy pediatrician.