Standing around the kitchen of a buddy of mine who had recently received a $350,000 MacArthur Genius Grant for his lifetime achievements in the field of poetry, it occurred to the few remaining guests that there are only so many ways to say “congratulations” and even fewer ways to say
No, not Sonny and Cher’s lesser known relative. Cui Bono is Latin for “who benefits?” Whose interests are served? Throughout your children’s development, keeping this query uppermost in your mind in your every interaction with them will make your kids more likely to grow up to be content, fulfilled, and
I don’t know what happened on December 6, 1941. I don’t know what led up to all that unpleasantness between the Hatfields and the McCoys. I don’t even want to think about what happened between you and your ex in the years leading up to the dissolution of your marriage.
My family and I enjoyed hosting Cornelius, a 15 year-old exchange student from Northern France, once we got over our nagging concern that we did indeed have the right child from the right country. “They all speak English fluently,” my thoughtful wife was told at the orientation meeting at the
I don’t want to give too many details. I’m not saying this is a good idea what I did, only that it can happen. I know it can happen and how it happened because I did it. I’m not saying that I would want anyone to follow this exact path
Remember reading about those brutally mistreated Chinese girls of not so many generations ago whose feet were bound with strong straps? For reasons that may not even have been clear at the time, fathers felt that petite feet were attractive or indicative of a social class where the girls didn’t
Look, nobody is saying that Dorothy had it easy. She had to go a long way round to get back to where she belonged, right? Munchkins, poppies, green horses, were just the beginning. Then that annoying scarecrow telling her to go “both ways”? And don’t even get me started about
Okay, so I had a little come apart in the Miami marathon in February. Stuff happens. And maybe I should have known better. In retrospect, I guess the clues were fairly abundant. The pasty-looking guy sprawled on the asphalt at Mile 11 might have said something had he not been
After mowing the lawn this past Saturday, I discerned that there was yet more yard work to be done at Altshuler Plaza (“where living is a way of life”). Noting that leaves do not typically jump into trash bags on their own, I mentioned to my youngest that perhaps she
Dr. Val’s question slammed me. My talk at Books & Books in Coral Gables last Friday had been progressing smoothly. I was humbled that over a hundred people had taken time out of their full days to come and hear me speak about my new book, Raising Healthy Kids in
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