
It’s a dangerous admission, this close to Park Slope, that I allow my kid to drink soda.

It is hard to overstate what a great place Brooklyn is for raising a kid. The range of people and experiences that are immediately accessible is spine-wrigglingly exciting. more…

The other day the Boy said, half to himself, “I can’t wait ’til I’m eight, so I can have my own key and go to the bodega by myself.”

The Boy has been lucky with babysitters, from the lovely Bangladeshi woman who took care of him as a little one, to the ageless, old-school Brooklyn woman whose energy is a match for any five-year-old.

We’ve been promising the Boy a pet for ages, and he’s losing patience with us. more…

My apologies to those impatient for resolution to the Cyclops’ story. more…