Seahorses!

Calling all dads, Seahorses, located in Southeast Portland on Hawthorne, Is the first of its kind. It is a store for dads. Dads and babies. They carry strollers, carriers, shaving equipment, and pocket knives. I’m writing this there right now. There is a have a playpen surrounded by a bar with outlets so you can […]

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When he is a teenager

I can’t wait until The Squish is a petulant teenager. I am building a cache of embarrassing things I can throw in his face every time he cracks wise. I’ll be like “Oh really, you don’t want to mow the lawn? Well, maybe I didn’t want to wipe your butt when you pooped in your […]

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Living vicariously

How old does a kid need to be before you can start forcing it to learn piano, guitar, drums, and xylophone? I am a sloppy, undisciplined guitar player because I had to learn on the streets in my teens and I don’t want that for my son. The way I see it until he can articulate […]

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