Browsing All posts tagged under »kids«

Saturday Hallowiener

October 29, 2011

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My seven-year-old son, The Fonz, came downstairs and told his brother, “I just made a book and you can’t read it.” Optimist Prime barely looked up from his book before answering, “Okay.” “It’s full of secrets and you can’t see any of them.” “That’s fine.” “It’s full of secret codes and mysteries.  Not even you […]

Monstrous Captions

October 28, 2011

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If you should feel any discomfort during the procedure, just send me a signal by breaking your constraints, smashing the room, and burning the nearby village. This won’t hurt a bit…until I flip the switch to send 10,000 volts of electricity through your body. Sorry, I know you requested a black chest restraint to match […]

Saturday Salad: Dressing on the Side

October 22, 2011

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My seven-year-old, The Fonz, showed me a story he’s writing and the first sentence made me laugh: Once upon a time 3 kids were best friends named Jay, Henry and most of all Jack. Here was an opening line that sucked me right in and I had to keep reading to find out why Jack […]

Saturday Surprise

October 15, 2011

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A father remembers the moment when after years of letting his son win, the kid sprints past him and wins all on his own.  Most of this ‘allowing to win’ pertains to sports and board games but not video games since babies today are born with advanced Super Mario skills far exceeding those of their […]

The Fonz is All Ears…Unless You’re Calling His Name

October 13, 2011

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As a child I remember being reprimanded a lot for not listening, as though turning off my ears had been a conscious decision.  Adults swore they had told me something important, and I had nodded acknowledgement, but all details of the conversation eluded me.  I remember a lot of conversations ending with, “Do you understand […]

Smack Talk 101: Can I get you a bowl of smackaroni and cheese?

October 11, 2011

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Smack talk is not my strong suit. Some people think half the fun of a fantasy football league is sending taunting emails and texts to other players, but I’ve never liked mean humor and I have a hard time getting into the spirit of being one of the guys while worrying about crossing the line.  […]

Saturday Brain Biscuits & Gravy

October 8, 2011

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My seven-year-old son, The Fonz, is very interested in zombies right now, and when he overheard me mention I had watched an episode of the AMC zombie show, The Walking Dead,  he started asking if he could watch it despite my warnings it was much too scary.  I finally let him watch an advertisement for […]

Saturday Mimosa

October 1, 2011

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My seven-year-old, The Fonz, was telling my wife the sound he hated to hear above all others was the sound of scratchy markers.  My wife said there were lots of other things people hated to hear, and The Fonz replied, “You mean like, ‘I don’t love you.  I love him,’ or ‘I want a divorce’?”  […]

Saturday Scoop

September 24, 2011

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The last couple weeks, The Fonz has been especially interested in the tooth fairy.  As a parent I always worried about the day the kids would start seeing holes in the tooth fairy’s story because adults have done such a poor job establishing the tooth fairy legend.  Why do we spend so much time establishing […]

Saturday Gelato

September 17, 2011

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My ten-year-old son, Optimist Prime, invited a few friends for a sleepover last night.  When the doorbell rang, he asked if I would get it and when I returned with his friend, OP was reclining on the couch reading War and Peace. I was so proud all the lessons I had taught him about how […]

Saturday Salad Bar

September 3, 2011

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My 19-hour birthday passed even faster than I had anticipated, and since I was traveling, I did manage to avoid even a single happy birthday wish from any friends or family, allowing me to make people feel guilty for the next year.  Making it even better was when I stopped at an Internet cafe in […]

A Change of Style

September 1, 2011

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Home again, home again. I made it back to Shanghai this morning, and I had previously told my wife not to make a big fuss, which is probably why nobody met me at the airport.  Probably also why nobody met me at home either.  And probably why my wife didn’t answer the phone when I […]