Dad reconciles his teenage daughter dating by recalling his own teenage years.
I see articles all the time about working moms. They're frazzled, trying to balance home life and a career. They're under-appreciated, overworked, and stressed. Ladies, you're not alone. Every morning at daycare I see a herd of men dropping off their kids.
A poem from a dad on the birth of his son.
While I’m completely comfortable with my own lameness, Morris’ e-mail still gnawed at me a little. Was I the only loser parent at home on a Friday night watching the ABC Family Channel?
Talking about sex with your kids is difficult.
By Matt Logelin. Without the love of my life,I was now facing a lifetime as a single father to the daughter we were so excited to raise together.
By Andrew Cotto. I told her I’d lost my son. She reported a missing child into her headset.
Several years ago, while on a family vacation, my then eight-year-old daughter decided it was time to get her ears pierced.
Until I became what passes for a grown up these days, I had no idea how much giving undivided attention costs. My Dad was a busy guy, but there was always an extra moment for me.
By Joe LaBracio. Let me take a moment to vent about two of my favorites, two that infuriate me to no end: the clueless parent at the park and the infuriatingly entitled parents who—when they fly—shirk all responsibility for their children and subject the rest of the cabin to their bratty, undisciplined kids.