In Honor of Otis…To A Point
My 3-year-old was hanging out with me in the office. Struggling to convey which song she wanted me to play. Finally, she said, “The ‘pitiful’ song.” “‘Call Me Mr. Pitiful’?”…View post
My 3-year-old was hanging out with me in the office. Struggling to convey which song she wanted me to play. Finally, she said, “The ‘pitiful’ song.” “‘Call Me Mr. Pitiful’?”…View post
The three-year-old has been showing some real independent thinking lately. Sigh. The other morning she wanted to go outside before finishing her breakfast and/or getting dressed. The situation, umm, escalated. …View post
According to the three-year-old: “When I sing my heart feels colorful.”
Recently, I was asked to write an essay for Father’s Day. The request came as we were preparing to travel to Colorado for a funeral. I wrote most of it…View post
Lately a certain nearly-three-year-old of my acquaintance has begun responding to interdiction by sticking her tongue out. There has been much use of the third stair and a timer. But…View post