Parenting In Public

Yesterday we went to a museum. Actually I should say that yesterday we went to yet another museum. A museum Mr. G had no interest in going to, a museum that Jane had been to just 10 days prior and the 8th museum in the third country that my son had visited since March 12th. Yesterday my family accompanied me to a museum that only I was interested in and after two hours of looking at paintings they waited for me outside the gift shop while I picked up some …

Bring it On and American Sniper

I’m living on bread and butter and whatever else is making it’s way into the sandwiches. Mostly ham, always with at least one cheese. I might be gaining weight but it’s happy weight so it’s good. I think. Alexander arrived in Paris just a few hours ago so we settled him in and went for a walk along the St. Martin Canal. We found baguettes and wine from Bordeaux along with Coca Cola for Alexander. My leg is healing nicely but I’m still walking a bit slower than usual which …

Reflecting on 9 Years at The Wesley School

I’ve just signed the contract for Alexander’s High School. Now that we’ve completed the application process for a second child I’d like to talk to you about The Wesley School where both my childrenĀ attended elementary and middle school. In the coming weeks parents of middle school kids and then a week later elementary students will get their acceptance letters and have decisions to make about which school to attend. This is written for you, the prospective parent. Hopefully it will help you make a decision. As a rule I do …

#DadChat and Rape Culture

I talk to my kids about rape and rape culture. I have a son and a daughter and they both need to hear the same words and as they’ve grown older the discussion has evolved. Here is a sampling of things I’ve told my children from the moment they learned to speak written in order of age: You don’t have to be polite to strangers. No one can get you in trouble with Mom and Dad, not even [fill in the blank with every authority figure on earth]. You don’t …

Medial Gastrocnemius Strain – AKA Tennis Hokey Pokey

I’m playing doubles and it’s cold (LA’s version of cold not yours East Coast). The combination of it being a doubles match and a chilly winter morning means that I’m not going to overheat and if I’m being honest with myself I might not even warm up by the end of the two hours we have scheduled. In fact, I’m planning on a half hour on the elliptical when the match is over. It’s social tennis more than it is competitive. On the court adjacent to us there’s a heated …