My Daughter the Pornographer

August 4, 2010

“Dad, I drew you a picture!” has started to strike fear into my heart. To wit: I can’t honestly say if I’m more disturbed by all the woman’s pubic hair (anatomically correct, after all) or the Cyclopean uni-boob, which may only be anatomically correct for Fern’s imaginary alien race. As they say, it’s all normal, […]

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The Undrunk Glass

June 25, 2010

We don’t do a lot of juice around here, but Fern’s friend was getting some at our playdate today so I let her have some, too. Of course, I used that “kid juice” you can get, which is marketed as “Low! Sugar!” but essentially amounts to a tiny bit of apple juice cut into water. […]

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A Little Bit Broken

May 19, 2010

We’re supposed to be in the middle of our long, foggy summer by now but the rain won’t stop. And whether it’s down to that or the fact that my coffee maker isn’t working, I don’t know, but things are a bit melancholy around here today. Fern is a playdate junkie. Every night before bed, […]

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I’m not very careful with kids

May 18, 2010
Fern up on my shoulders

Pretty much every day, I take one of the most precious items in my life — my baby daughter — and toss her bodily up into the skylight. Y’know? Fern got a massive batch of splinters on her heel the other day, from playing barefoot on a wooden play structure. Three baths, a soak, and […]

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We Need More Male Teachers

May 3, 2010

I’m teaching one day a week at Fern’s nursery school — it’s a co-op, so once a week I bring in some activity I’ve invented, or, more often, something I used to teach to my older kids when I was still doing outdoor education. Actually, usually I find the activities on the Internet. But I […]

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