Dear Connor: Year Five
Dear Connor,
I usually try to post these missives closer to your birthday… but, to be honest, I really haven’t been feeling like writing lately. My prime writing time (not counting breaks at work) is generally after you go to bed, but bedtimes have been so unpleasant lately that I don’t want to do anything after that but curl up in a ball and watch TV or play on my phone.
Sometimes I wonder if your Dad and I have erred somehow in our discipline strategy. Your defiant and willful attitude has escalated over the past few months, and bedtimes especially have become exercises in patience and punishment. Continue reading
A puppet for my son, the bronie
Twitter Update: I call BS on the title of this Blade editorial on…
I call BS on the title of this Blade editorial on obesity rates. Obesity doesn’t always mean “not so beautiful.” https://t.co/vt0b3W0zUY





