There was a time when a line like this one would have just gotten me an exasperated eye roll. Now I get the 5-year-old equivalent of a body slam.

As far as crimes go, this one is about as minor as it gets, and what better way to practice your bluffing skills?

Me, competitive? Nah… But that doesn’t keep me from winning every once in a while.

I suppose we all have our little fears, but this one is really odd.

What would you do if you saw a chance to score some easy points with your kids? You’d take it, right? Me too.

At long last, I have finally come up with a good answer to the question of whether or not I’m more famous than Julie Compton.

When was the last time you saw a perfect smile? They’re powerful things… This story is in the Chronicle. When you click the link in the tale you’ll be taken to the story at the Chronicle’s web site.

The danger with guessing games is word-association. You never know what you’re going to learn about your kids!

How do you feel about falling down? Is there anything worse than reaching for that distant ambition and falling flat on your face? Yes. Yes there is.

What could possibly go wrong when singing a bedtime song to your kids? Blood. Spurting blood.