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Finn

An Interview with my Son: 30 Years from Now

Posted by on April 16th, 2014, under NOTEBOOK

I write too much about the present and the past. I’m stuck here, most days, too tired to dip into the future. So, I’m making this post an exercise in time travel. Sometimes, I look into my sons’ eyes and see moments we haven’t yet had. It’s thrilling. And terrifying. I snapped at Finn tonight […]

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My Kid Just Said… #38

Posted by on January 20th, 2014, under "MY KID JUST SAID..."

“Dis man hewped people become fwiends. Brown people, owange people, pink people… [lists every color possible]. All of dem.” -Finn (2013, 4 years old)   I asked him a simple question: “Why do we have a holiday on Monday?” My son has such an awesome take on race. Here’s hoping that one day, MLK’s dream […]

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Welcome to Single Parenthood?

Posted by on January 10th, 2014, under NOTEBOOK

Growing up, the thought that my parents weren’t married didn’t really change my life. Sure, we went to my grandparent’s church a couple of times and I wasn’t allowed to eat a special cracker, but they loved each other. That was good enough for me. I was seven years-old when they broke up. It didn’t […]

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Cinema Paradiso

Posted by on November 12th, 2013, under SNAPSHOTS

The movie theater is a transformative, magical place that rips you from your life and thrusts you headlong into magic, horror or a state of imaginative dance, once that projector starts. My father loved movies. I remember how he would play them over and over at home. I remember relentlessly trying to get him to […]

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My Kid Just Said… #32

Posted by on November 7th, 2013, under "MY KID JUST SAID..."

“Hey Dada! You want me to dwaw you a pictuwe of poop??” CUE HIS CRAZY LAUGHTER FOR 15 MINUTES. My son is a Poop Picasso. – Previous My Kid Just Said Kids are smarter than adults. Period. My Kid Just Said Facebook Page This is where YOU can post YOUR kid’s quotes. Go for it! 

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Birthday Boy Version 4.0

Posted by on October 4th, 2013, under SNAPSHOTS

Dear Finn, Tomorrow is your 4th birthday. You’ll be 126,182,881 seconds old and, as such, you deserve a prize for dealing with the stupidity of people older than you, listening more to me and your mom, and learning to have fun in the most obscure ways I’ve ever seen. You have grown these past twelve […]

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A Love Letter to the Outsider

Posted by on August 28th, 2013, under NOTEBOOK

Loud and mercurial, my son is a blurry shade of all-over-the-damn-place on the plastic play structure of a park we’ve never visited before. He stomps and cheers, climbs and slides. He is my One Man Army. And I am not embarrassed for him. It’s part of what makes him so great. But children can be […]

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The Blogged Generation

Posted by on July 30th, 2013, under NOTEBOOK

My family sits like a clump of wires at the back of a desk. Disentangling my familial politics and systems has often proved equally difficult. So when it came time to forge ahead to make my dad’s final plans after he died, things were inevitably complicated. I don’t know where my father’s ashes were spread. […]

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When We Were Kids Together

Posted by on July 16th, 2013, under NOTEBOOK

My son launches into a cackling spell befitting a dictator watching an enemy fall. Or, at the very least, bellowing as any genius villain would in a James Bond flick. Finn has a great laugh. Even when it’s forced, the wind flies from his lungs and I get the impression he’s letting the whole world […]

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First Time Fireworked

Posted by on July 3rd, 2013, under NOTEBOOK

I think people love fireworks because they paint the sky with the very same emotional reaction we have when we see the people we love. This Vine represents, I believe, the first time Finn saw fireworks. You might notice the change in his face from the moment before to the moment after. It’s sort of […]

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