The smells of New York City are usually the butt of a joke (which is often associated with the smell of a butt).
But in the spring, there is something sweet in the air.
It’s surprising.
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Category: Family
What the crosswalk lady said unsettled me
On our way home from school, a stream of neighborhood children cross at an intersection where a woman with a rich Latin-American accent greets every child by name as she helps them across the street every day. Dulce’s our crosswalk lady.
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Did our five-day old baby really need three spinal taps?
My wife just gave birth to our second son at home (on purpose).
And five days later, our pediatrician pushed us into the ER because our baby had a low temperature.
We thought he was just jaundiced (something a lot of newborns get but can be easily treated with special lights). But we weren’t prepared for what happened next.
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One of the greatest challenges for an NYC parent: Preschool
NYC is notorious for being competitive…for everything—even preschool.
That’s right, we aren’t talking about college, Ivy League, Harvard…Nah. I’m talking about the institution where your kids go to play with blocks, take naps, and get milk and cookies.
Do this to become the person you want to be
We become like the people with whom we surround ourselves.
We are social creatures and can be influenced. We are more easily influenced than we think. I am.
Who do you want to be? Do you have dreams? Aspire to something greater?
You can achieve it.
A story: Our baby was born at home, and we were alone
My wife was in our bathtub laboring. I was beside her doing my best to help. Our baby was crowning, and no one was there to help. We were two new parents having a baby in our condo, on our own.
True story.
Want to make the most of your time? Do this.
I used to think time was an abundant resource, almost limitless. Then I did this.
On the streets of NYC: my son, a homeless-man and me
I was rushing to church with my son last Sunday, and we walked past a homeless man.
“Can you spare any change or a cup of coffee,” he says in a wispy voice as I glance at him and step one foot in front of the other. My son looks at his face.
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Want to make a better first impression? Do this.
This morning I had a meeting at 9:05 AM. That wasn’t the problem.
Reflections on the death of my father
Death seems so distant, abstract, removed. Then someone close to you dies.