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Death and Cookies

February 5th, 2016|

The girl scout industrial complex landed this week and there was nowhere to hide. Of course it’s my own fault. Last year Shayla got excited and we sold lots of cookies. When the Troop needed a Cookie Manager, it seemed harmless enough. Why not store a few cookies in the garage and help out?

Fast forward: cookie class, […]

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Getting My Walk

January 18th, 2016|

The rains keep coming, and if it’s not the full solution to our drought, it’s a step in the right direction. Besides, I love the rain. Nothing like a few hours of quiet, reading the paper, enjoying the rain outside… Oh.

Maybe I mean I loved the rain before kids (BK).

I’m sure even BK I spent more […]

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The Hard Work of Good Fun

January 3rd, 2016|

I laughed out loud to read my friend Whitney’s caption under a delightful movie of her child sledding in snow. “This video is misleading,” she wrote, “Today has not been all fun and games.” While she’s always enjoyable to read (and her blog 510 Families is an East Bay must for parents), my delight was also because I’d […]

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Happy 2016: The Cheesy Holiday Letter Goes Online

December 4th, 2015|

I was carrying the Halloween box up from the garage, and Jay seemed dazed. “It seems more like last month when we had this stuff out, not last year.” The years cycle more and more quickly for me, like riding in that horrible/delightful gravity-defying cylinder where I was both weightless […]

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You Can’t Go Home

November 29th, 2015|

We had a lovely Thanksgiving visit with Grandpa Ted and Grandma Mary, packed with adventure. We joined 40,000 in a downpour for the Austin “Turkey Trott,” the one mile kid version, raising funds for local housing and food services. The kids dug for genuine Texas dinosaur bone casts buried beneath a giant sand pit at the Nature […]

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Goodbye Mr. Bubbles

November 6th, 2015|

As Woody Allen put it, “If you want to make God laugh, tell him about your plans.”

Our little baby rat, Mr Bubbles, rescued from our psychopathic cat at maybe a week old, eyes still closed, improbably stayed alive, fed by hand with milk from a dropper. He was thriving.

Don’t fear, he’s alive and well. But while he […]

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The Lady Makeup

November 4th, 2015|

We were almost ready for trick-or-treating, but I could tell Shayla wanted to ask something. Her hesitation made it seem unlikely I’d be able to say yes. (No, we can’t take the pet rat with us. No, you can’t unstuff the couch cushons and use the fabric for your outfit. No, no, no….)

I was startled by […]

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Animal Story

October 22nd, 2015|

In my (priviledged) experience, you have to look pretty hard in Berkeley to find somebody who’ll object to gays, or two guys raising children, polytheistic and vegetarian. (We’re actually omnivores, that last bit just an example). I don’t think my expressive dance therapy, Ojai psychic, or Reiki training could manage a rolled eye for at […]

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Getting Over the Hump

October 11th, 2015|

I don’t know if it’s because I tend toward the depressive, or if it’s just a human thing, but there’s a moment early in most projects when I feel pretty sure it won’t be worth it.

Today it was getting the bike racks on the car, and the bikes onto those, the kids into the car, the car on […]

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Flying, Prepared

October 1st, 2015|

I thought I’d be one of those prepared dads, with a little pocket screwdriver, duct tape, some crayons and a bunch of grapes at the ready. But I often fail to have even the essentials.

This is compounded by the new math. Getting two kids to one school at the same time sounds easier than getting two kids […]

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Having Power

September 17th, 2015|

Yesterday there was rain in the air, and that’s a good thing for parched Northern California. But the gutters were choked with leaves, and I’d put off getting up there and dealing with it. I had two hours before my next client call, so I got the ladders and went to work against the elements, sweeping away a million […]

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My Life Not In The Theatre

August 18th, 2015|

I had such a vision for my family enjoying culture and the arts. I’d get dreamy seeing young kids at the museum, or when friends brought a baby to a party. It gave me a refreshing hope that creative parents can keep their lives going and integrate the kids. If they can do it we can do it, right? Right?

A recent […]

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The Baby

August 11th, 2015|

I can remember only a few things about kindergarten. Making paintings with string, all of us in our painting aprons. Somehow getting poor Mrs. Gibson in a conversation about whether God exists. (She and my mother became lifelong friends, so whatever that was about they worked it out.)

I barely remember how it felt to go […]

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Treehouse Summer

July 14th, 2015|

I love the cool, foggy Bay Area weather, but I lose track of the seasons. Rain means fall or winter, but chilly and overcast could be any day of the year. I wilt in real heat, but sometimes I miss signs of summer.

So I was thrilled when my friend Mark insisted we get going building […]

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Skin

July 2nd, 2015|

Is it normal for parenting to feel like you’ve got absolutely no skin?

We went for Shayla’s 8-year-old checkup this week, and she kept up quite a brave front. “Am I doing a great job?” she asked, at least 4 times, as we drove there, parked, and got to the waiting room.

“You’re doing awesome.” She was behaving […]