This is me trying to be funny about something that’s the least funny thing that has ever happened: my realization that nothing I have ever believed about parenting is true, and that quite possibly every piece of advice I have ever given about parenting is wrong. And I’ve given a lot of it, because of almost everyone I know, I’ve got the oldest child. Here are little nuggets of wisdom I’ve been spreading around the world that have not produced the results we anticipated, and therefore I feel like I should warn you off of them:
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Yesterday my first FB status read [...]
Tomorrow is race day. I should be excited about running my first 5K and the only thing that’s exciting about tomorrow is the prospect of running. I consider running like Forrest Gump. I want my simple Long Beach life back. How long would it take me to run to Long Beach, do you think?
Instead I’m [...]
