DADWAGON

Borrowed from the blog of Matt Gonzalez, the man who should have been mayor, a letter from Federico Garcia Lorca to his father, from 1920. What’s the lesson here for DadWagon? That our children are narcissists. They are overconfident. They want our guidance, and just as much, they want us to get out of their [...]

I put the kids in a borrowed Radio Flyer wagon (the red plastic kind with two folding seats and even, in a nod to American rapaciousness, two cupholders for each kid) and went down to Fausto’s Grocery Store on White Street in Key West this morning. To be honest, my kids don’t spend much time [...]

Okay, so Goldie and I Dunno are baby koi fish, so calling this a love story is a little overwrought. We bought the pair yesterday from the unbelievably smelly pet store in New Town in Key West (how anyone can work in a place that smells like ferret ass is beyond me). Dalia was well-prepared [...]

I think I realized that we had entered a new language/thought phase just around the time my four-year-old–cocooned in a bolt of black velor I’d originally bought for her Darth Vader cape (unused because it made her look more like Liberace than Lord Vader)–said, “I’m so cozy I cannot even stand it at all.” It wasn’t just the coziness. [...]