"Oh, the poor baby has a fever!" I said to the Devil when I picked him up early from preschool. (I had received a call less than two hours earlier at my office from a very relaxed sounding school administrator.) "No I don't." He replied. "Yes you do. And you're going to need a little medicine too when [...]
So I'm in the kitchen guzzling a non-diet soda when my kid comes up to me in his underwear, a scarf around his neck. He opens the conversation. "Daddy!" "What's up kid?" "I must sing for you!" He's a caroler. Great. "You do? OK then, sing for me." He clears his throat, or maybe it's [...]
Earlier today my wife asked our boy to spell her first name. He proudly spelled out "M-O-M-M-Y." That wasn't the answer she was looking for, she literally wanted her first name, but that didn't matter much. After she told him how nicely he spelled "Mommy" she asked him to spell Daddy's name. He smiled that adorable, [...]
This evening my wife decided to brave the Manhattan crowds in search of the perfect Christmas-themed bathroom curtains, and I was left alone with the Devil. Despite the millions of hours I have spent alone with our child I still have to convince my wife that we will be fine without adult supervision. Yes, in [...]
Sometimes I can't believe that my boy is actually mine. I watched him come into to the world looking like someone from my father's side of the family. I have watched him grow up over the last few years to become my doppelganger, my "mini me." I know darn well he's mine, but sometimes, like the mother in [...]