Tag Archives: For my daughter
The parenting gods deliver another lesson to moi
I should know better. Fresh off the letter I wrote to my daughter the other day, and thinking about the person she became this year, I decided to surprise her with American Idol tour tickets. We hadn’t planned to go … Continue reading
Filed under Consumerism, Fun & Humor, Parenting
Letter to my daughter – 05/09/12
Dearest Munchkin, 10 years have blown by, a heavy gust of wind, and when I rubbed the sand from my eyes there you were tall, funny, and with feet almost as big as your mother’s. In a few years the … Continue reading
My daughter at age 10
She’s funny and makes us laugh. Not in the way she did for the first nine years. This is different. She is more aware of her ability to make us laugh, and she goes for the funny remark or action … Continue reading
Filed under Love
Christmas doesn’t go as planned (or failing at parenting in the golden age of consumerism)
Years ago, when our daughter first “got” Christmas, Santa, and receiving presents just for being her – I think she was 3, almost 4 – she ran to the tree like a mad wind-up toy, her little legs pumping to … Continue reading
Filed under Christmas, Consumerism, Human Nature, Parenting
My daughter at nine
She eats with her mouth open at times and wipes her hands on her pants or skirt. A week ago, we found asparagus in the toilet after dinner, which she put there but forgot to flush. Career criminal seems unlikely … Continue reading
Filed under Love
The simple bumper sticker that stuck in my craw
A bumper sticker from a week ago is still irritating me. I saw it on a Prius in the McDonald’s drive thru while ordering my breakfast of real champions, a McGriddle, which I’ll defend to my grave is the best … Continue reading
Meet Mr. Discomfort
Mark down yesterday as the first time my daughter said “I hate you” to me. But both and wife and I were glad she did. True. And I kind of earned it. I’ll explain. First, my wife is the better parent, as … Continue reading
Filed under cystic fibrosis, Love
Letter to my daughter 06/13/11
[To my friends: I've been tinkering with this post for almost two weeks. It's the most frustrating of my letters to my daughter and makes me wish I had told my wife about my blog so she could edit it. … Continue reading
Filed under Human Nature, Love
Three Days of the Dada
Thank some god for mall food courts. I cooked there with my wallet while my wife was away. Three nights of pizza, Brazilian BBQ and Sushi. Yeah, Baby, this is living large. But I don’t think I could do a … Continue reading
Filed under Love
Letter to my daughter, 03/22/11
Dearest Daughter, We’ve spent two days together while Mommy is away on business. Thanks for making my life easy, so far. But there’s always tomorrow to change course and wake up in a foul mood and fuss about putting your shoes … Continue reading
Filed under cystic fibrosis, Fox, Love
