My daughter loves to watch TV. I think most children do. If ‘eating vegetables’ or ‘cleaning up’ were as riveting, the world would probably be a much better place.Continue reading “Screen time”
I used to have a baby who made various undefined noises. Nowadays, I have a fully functional toddler who can talk. That took some getting used to.Continue reading “The Talk of the Town”
I was at a family reunion last week, running after my toddler all afternoon to keep her away from the knives and power outlets. One of my cousins remarked that she’d always just let her children run free; they had to learn for themselves, didn’t they? That got me thinking.
I read ‘the Subtle Art of Not Giving a F*ck‘ the past two weeks. I won’t be reviewing the book itself, rather I want to take a look at how this book applies to two important parts of my own life: being a writer and being a dad.
My daughter is an only child. I have friends who have two, three, or no children, but we decided differently. I haven’t seen any single-child father’s point of view on this subject, so here’s my two cents.