The little guy may have won this battle, but the war of the tooth brush is far from over. Very far.

I need a category of tale called “please don’t tell my wife.” That’s where this one would go.

Okay, so my kids are more scared of the police than they are of Santa. I guess I understand that… but what now?

With the kids in full “angel” mode leading up to Christmas (well, almost), I thought I’d take this opportunity to flash back to a tale about an airplane ride. I wrote this but never posted it. Prior to this ride, both kids had already ridden on planes several times on trips back and forth to […]

Today’s tale is in the Chronicle. Click here to read it! Terms for searchers: Christmas, Whack, Santa, Naughty, Nice Looking for some more holiday cheer? Check out these other fun Christmas tales: Defending Santa The Perfect Present Holiday Patience  

One of the kids’s favorite songs is “Fast Monkey”, by SteveSongs. If you hadn’t heard it, here’s a little taste: I’m fast, I’m really really fast.I’m faster…than a fast monkey! The song repeats this lyric subtituting in a different word for fast each time: slow, loud, quiet, and so forth. The reason it’s such a […]

I’ve been working as a reporter the past few days, covering a conference down at the Rosen hotel. Given the “business” dress code, I’ve been wearing suits each day. This morning, my kids finally noticed. “Hey Daddy,” my seven-year old asked. “Why are you dressed fancy?” “‘Cause I’m working a conference.” “So?” “So, I’m supposed […]

The other Saturday morning, as my wife and youngest child were out walking the dogs, my seven-year old ran into the bedroom to wake me up. “Bzzzztttt,” he shouted. “I shot you with my lasers!” I rolled over to face him. My loving wife had left the bedroom lights on anyway, so sleep was pretty […]

We had a landmark event this morning: my five year old rode his own bike into school. Up until now, he’s been riding on the back of the tandem bike with my wife. This morning, he and I set out about fifteen minutes earlier than usual, riding into a thick cold mist. The television said […]

The other day, the boys and I made up a truly bizarre story, one that somehow ended up having a rather obvious moral. I decided to take advantage of the situation. “That was cool,” I said. ”It even had a moral. Anyone know what the moral of the story was?” “What’s a moral?” my oldest asked. […]