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The Soup I Keep Coming Back To

I used to overthink food more than I should have. Not in a serious way, but in the daily sense of trying to get it right, something healthy, something filling, something the kids might actually eat, something that didn’t take…

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When Patience Isn’t There

Yesterday morning, I lost my patience. It was my birthday, and it wasn’t how I wanted to start the day. Maya was sitting on the stairs, calling out, “Daddy, daddy…” over and over again. She wasn’t upset. She wasn’t doing…

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The Internet Is Learning to Simulate Human Suffering

Artificial intelligence is changing how we trust what we see online. A look at the rise of AI-generated emotional content, Facebook engagement bait, and why so many elderly users are falling for it.

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How a Shoulder Injury Changed My Parenting (and What I Learned About …

About six weeks ago, I found out I have a fairly significant shoulder injury. The current belief is that it’s a torn labrum, although even after two MRIs, they still aren’t completely certain about the extent of the damage. What…

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What Our Kids Hear When We’re Not Thinking About It

Watching and listening to the news in front of children isn’t something I gave much thought to over the years. That changed when my third child was born, with a sixteen-year gap between her and my next oldest. One of…

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The Divorced Dad: Learning to Live Without Half of Your Children’s …

I started writing this piece a couple of years ago and then stopped. At the time, I was not sure how to say what I was feeling without sounding angry, and I did not want anger to be the loudest…

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Why the Mundane Days Matter More Than the Big Ones

I remember, back around the turn of the century, hearing Wear Sunscreen by Baz Luhrmann. At the time, it felt clever. Insightful, even. I was probably too young to fully understand what it meant, though I had a vague sense…

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The Quiet Grief of Watching Your Kids Grow Up

My mortality is something I have always struggled with, but I did not fully understand it until my mother’s father passed away four years ago, just before the birth of my daughter. His death hit me profoundly. He was the…

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Discovering Bluey: A Parent’s Unexpected Lesson

For years, I’ve seen the character Bluey on packaging, T-shirts, and just about every children’s product imaginable. So when my daughter asked if she could watch the show, my immediate response was an emphatic “no.” I didn’t want her glued…

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