My first reaction to the big news stories last weekend, first the shootings in Norway and then the death of Amy Winehouse, was to feel more sympathy...If the universe granted me a single wish, it would be that when I die old, my daughter will yet live.
When did I become such a prude? This was the question when Diva and I opened the box of summer clothes sent by a relative -- and I saw the teenie...Too many bikinis don't just say "big girl" -- they say "adult woman."
Remember dating? And that most awkward of moments, the end of an evening when it was clear not everyone had enjoyed the experience equally? Your...Saying you're not interested when dating is easy, but breaking up with other parents? Not so much.
Long ago, before there was you, when Daddy was not yet Daddy and I was not yet Papa, he and I promised each other that someday we would be parents. We...The doubters didn't stop us: Our course was set.
My friend Gwen was taking a stroll, her sleeping 1-year-old daughter Lola pressed to her chest in a baby sling. It was a lovely day, the nicest so far...Is there anything your average parent wants less than unsolicited advice?
My daughter, Diva, and I were at a friend's house for a playdate and Rose, her buddy, was in fine form. Just before we got there, Rose's mom had given...Childrenfreude: the secret pleasure of watching bad kids happen to good parents.
When my daughter was not quite 3, she told my husband and me that she wanted to be a chicken for an upcoming costume party. We thought this was...Welcome the first column from our gay dad in our new gay parenting column.