Helicopter Parents, Tiger Moms, and Free Range Dads, Oh My!

Helicopter Parents, Tiger Moms, and Free Range Dads, Oh My!

Last weekend, my wife and I took my son to the playground. As we arrived, an older girl was climbing a curved, metal ladder that extended to a platform about five feet high. After studying her, I could tell my son was eager to climb. He shuffled his hands on the metal rails and lifted his feet to the first rung. His two-year-old motor skills were developed just enough to maintain balance. I kept...
An Open Letter To Pumpkin Spice Cheerios

An Open Letter To Pumpkin Spice Cheerios

I swore to myself I would not be manipulated by you. Iā€™m not that kind of guy. Iā€™m loyal. A man committed to regular Cheerios. Sure, sometimes I try apple cinnamon and honey nut, but I always come back to my steady. My plain pulverized oats. I rolled my cart past you, but the next week I saw you again and gazed at your burnt orange box. On your cover, the miniature pumpkin and bundled...