“I mean, on one hand, I get the confusion. I’m a little bit fabulous, I was wearing some pretty short swim shorts and I had a light-brown baby(you) in a BabyBjorn. In their defense, they had enough superficial fact-gathering to assume I had a husband.”
Dear Malin Reese, A couple of Monday’s ago we were having an uneventful night until you decided to show your vagina to the public. We’ll
To my kids- It’s Father’s Day. I’ve taken a break from scouring every room of the house in search of your shoes to write you
To my kids- I’ve written to you about outrage. “We live in an outrage vacuum. Our angers are many, but they materialize and disappear like
To my kids- How do you show gratitude? A simple thank you? With your time? With a gift? Do you pay it forward? Do you
One of the most important things I’ll attempt to impart to you as a father is to love your enemies.
I write this next part with my jaw endearingly clenched, my nostrils affectionately flaring, and my stomach turning with fondness.
I love Kobe Bryant.