Bat Boy
At 6 months, he got his first teeth… Then he went through hell. Fever. Drool. Rash. Pain. More pain. And then one morning, I spotted them. Full on fangs. Who ever heard of such a thing? Fangs first? I had a nine month old Dracula. A Draculito….
Why Blog?
…here’s something else you should know: people actually ask me about what I think. At least they used to. Back when I was a hotshot film industry exec (ok, an assistant to a hot shot movie director, but who really knows the difference anymore?) Yeah, back then I was in the know: great Parisian restaurants, hip London pubs, best gourmet food emporiums (imporia?) in Toronto, hottest beaches in Southeast Asia to meet Israeli boys…
my-Tunes
All the coolio parents were so thrilled that their little hipsters only listened to their (the parents’) tunes. But come on – didn’t their kids want to hear the same one song over and over and over again? I mean puh-lease, after a while, don’t The Beatles become as irritating as Raffi?
2017. Buckle Up, Boys.
New Year, New You? Whatever. New Year, Old Me is this year’s resolution.
All Joy, No Fun…
According to the most recent studies, having kids makes you unhappy. I’m paraphrasing of course, but when I read this, I wanted to refute it at every word. I’m deliriously happy. Except when I’m not. And staying home and being there for my children is completely fulfilling…
OK. Not really. But….How did they know??
Top Cops
Massive black smoke clouds billowed out of the house two doors west. Its elderly occupants were outside, watching it burn. A firefighter staggered out of the house, was ushered to a chair and stripped of his equipment. He left in an ambulance soon after.
What I Did on my Summer Vacation
I saw how enlightening a summer can be, even when you’re 1, 4 and 5-and-a-half years old. Now, they can swear like sailors.
Coloroso for Dummies
The trials and tribulations of parenting. The love. The joy. The pain….in the ass. It ain’t easy so I take any help I can get. And then I discard what I don’t need. Or want.
What to Expect When You’re Expecting
Sisters, you wouldn’t BELIEVE the things you hear when you’re knocked up.
Nanny Diaries – The Flip Side
I’ve been looking for a new nanny. And it’s been a bloody nightmare. No shows. No return calls. No luck.