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Think of the Children!
My wife, who was valiantly driving the entire Pseudonymous clan home, pointed out the passenger-side window. I perked up from an inevitable doze and glanced in that direction, but found nothing of...
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Open Roads and Diaper Loads – Our First Road Trip
I am thrilled, O Loyal Reader, to announce that the following Twincident was actually not written by me, but instead an Über-Special Guest Author. You’ve heard her thoughts on having more children,...
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The Zen of Being Annoyed
If you can picture an almost-thirtysomething, unkempt, elongated-stubble-sporting man… • one-handedly maneuvering a double-jogging stroller (carrying boy-and-girl twins wearing boy-and-girl versions of...
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Coyote Fugly: Part 1 – Your Friendly Neighborhood Predator
I was already mourning the morning walk. Before we’d even traveled a block my dog had decided to lead the caravan, walking directly in front of the jogging stroller, her hindquarters mere inches from...
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Coyote Fugly: Part 2 – Something Wicked This Way Runs
This is Part 2 of the sprawling, epic adventure of Coyote Fugly, in which Our Hero wages war against a coyote ravaging his neighborhood. You can experience the thrill of Part 1 here. . . . Those who...
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Be Careful What You Wish Fo’
My wife and I had narrowly escaped the house with the Twins intact. We’d fed and bathed them in a hurry so we could make it on time to Thanksgiving 2: This Time, It’s Leftovers at my wife’s mother’s...
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Don’t Call Me Mr. Mom
Someone Who Shall Remain Nameless: So are you still being Mr. Mom? Me: You know, the term “Dad” works just fine. Sure, I could have just let it go. I could have replied, “Yes, I am still being Mr....
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The Butthead Butterfly Effect
It is said that the apparently innocuous act of a butterfly flapping its wings can cause an unseen chain reaction of events leading to a hurricane on the other side of the world, or even a mediocre...
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Not So Fast
“Stupid rental car,” my wife growled. “Huh?” I bumbled, snapping out of an exhausted daze. “I thought we liked the rental car.” Having ventured to Maui with my parents, we’d rented a minivan that would...
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That Bad, Huh?
We need to clean this car. Have you seen the back seat? It looks like somebody’s butthole on a dirty day. — My Wife . . You may also enjoy: If not, can I interest you in cleaning our car?
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