Boys Have Drama, Too

Let no one, me especially, claim that boys come without the drama attached to raising girls. Every child loves his first grade teacher. It’s an unspoken rule, right? You must be hopelessly, gaga-eyed in love with your first grade teacher. So when your first grade teacher gives you a bag full of gummy worms on…

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The Awesome And Terrible Responsibility of Raising Boys

At present, the web is a hornet’s nest of outrage over the light sentence given to the swimmer convicted of rape—and his father’s response—and his victim’s lengthy, no-punches-pulled response to her attacker. And all of this makes me think about myself as a parent, and what this means about my particular responsibility as a parent…

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Nativity Action Hero

On the docket for today: More fodder for the “boys are just different” grist mill. The other day I heard Nicholas playing with the nativity set. Someone was talking to “Dad.” This is what we found long past bedtime that night: Why yes, in fact Mary and Joseph are entertaining “a car, a boat, a…

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My Little Hero

A little boy comes to me tiptoeing in a whisper, half an hour earlier than he should have been up from nap. “What are you doing up?” I ask from my writing corner. “You need to put that away because I want to snuggle with you,” he said. And so I lean forward and set…

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