Author: Backpacking Dad

We all know your kid is awesome. He poops rainbows and ponies and does charity work for orphans in Africa. My kid is awesome too. And when I say that, I mean, of course, that I am awesome. Because that’s what those bumper stickers really mean. I dread the day my daughter comes home with…

I’ve never really spent time at MomLogic. As a rule (of behavior, not of action; that is, analyzing my web-usage behavior will show a pattern that might indicate a rule, but I don’t say to myself “Self, here’s a rule we’re going to follow”) I tend not to read the more magazine-style parenting sites, even…

I flew to Burlington in the rain. I landed in the dark. I grabbed a taxi to my hotel and then tried to sleep quickly, since I had to be awake at 5am (2am, according to my exhausted body) to meet my mother, sister, and aunt at the hospital in the morning. I slept restlessly,…