- ‘I’m Sorry, No More Ducks’ is a beautiful written article about how to cherish some of the inconvenient phases that children go through.
Sometimes it took 30 minutes; sometimes it took an hour or more. Each time, I wedged myself into the chair in the corner of her room, angled for her comfort and not mine. Once she was curled up on me, I’d sit very still in the darkening room. The ground rules were clear: No talking, no coughing, no checking my phone. My legs would go numb. If I made even a small move before she was completely unconscious, she would jolt awake and grab my shirt like a baby monkey. “Hug!” And then, more quietly, like an echo of herself, “Hug, hug, hug.”
That first week, I literally counted the seconds. I was desperate for dinner and had work to finish. I’d become used to a routine that gave my wife and me an hour or two to ourselves in the evening — a luxury for parents of young children. Now I spent most of that time motionless in the dark with a toddler draped over me.
Was she finally asleep? It was hard to tell. Twenty minutes of silence would pass — 1,200 seconds — then I’d move too soon and we’d have to start all over again. The fatherhood manual didn’t include instructions for this step.
- Colin turned 26 months yesterday. I received this picture from his nanny, yesterday, after he jumped into the ball pit and was upset because he didn’t realize there was water in there. I couldn’t get enough of his face. Last night before going to bed, he said, while flipping through a book “I see a car,” “The cars,” amazing us with how his language is developing on a daily basis. Some of his favorite things right now are Yellows (Rocks), Pretending to Fall and having us make a big deal, and obviously, Choo Choos and Trucks. Things that are super debatable are: teeth brushing, bath (depending on what mood he’s in), and food variety.
- I participate in an Online Book Club called The Art of Activism with Patti Digh. That’s why a lot of the books I’m reading this year are historical and deal with inequality and issues that a lot of people just rather not talk about. When I stumbled upon these pictures by Cape Town-based photographer, Johnny Miller, I was heart broken, and at the same time hopeful, that he’s sharing a reality that’s quite common in many countries at the moment.