Parenting Archive

Here for the long haul

That last post got a lot of attention from all different angles. Here goes another, on the same topic, so make sure you have read it! My inner most thoughts in what should be my last post ever, but won’t be. Let’s start here … I make every decision for Pearlsky that there is. I

Define “despair”

Here is an article from the AP, reproduced in total. Mom of autistic daughter accused in murder-suicide try blogged her despair BEULAH, Mich. — Kelli Stapleton, the Michigan woman accused of trying to kill herself and her severely autistic daughter, blogged that day about how desperate she was feeling. “I have to admit that I’m

“Do you still beat your wife?”

I was asked the following question by two investigators, one from the state’s adult protective services (Pearlsky is 20), and the other from one of our city’s police detectives. They both knew at the time of the question that I had resumed sending her to school. The actual conversations. Do you feel she is now


Jeopardy [ˈdʒɛpədɪ]: the danger that an accused person is subjected to when on trial for a criminal offense Jeopardy! : an American television game show featuring a quiz competition in which contestants are presented with general knowledge clues in the form of answers, and must phrase their responses in question form. Alex, I’ll take freaking nightmares

I woke up to hear knocking on glass. At first, I though it was the window until I heard it come from the mirror again.

I really feel bad when I have a lot of posts about not great things and nothing cheery. This blog is designed to be about me and Pearlsky, our life. That part of my life is often tough. I do have fun at time, I have “a life,” but let’s face it, a child such

Or you have nothing.

I’ve discussed this elsewhere, there is something special about the father-daughter relationship. As a father, you protect your daughter, you protect her with your life, more than you would protect yourself, your spouse or anyone else. Your daughter is part of you, and it is your job to make sure she is safe, she is

Hope I didn’t piss off their gods

It has been a week or so. I am getting pulled back into that hole. Trust me, this post does not scratch the surface. Pearlsky’s mom called last night. She wanted to tell me that David will be in town for a doctor’s appointment today. She was giving me about 12 hours notice. No, I

No Coke, Pepsi!

Another year, another Father’s Day, another “I hate Father’s Day” post. I get it, this is me, being me. I understand I am a decent father. I also understand that all freaking Hallmark does is remind me that my kids can’t wish me a Happy Father’s Day. And others doing it does the same thing.