DADWAGON

Australia, as we all know, is just like America, only upside-down. Australians speak English, though unintelligibly. They spend dollars, though theirs are worth far, far less than ours. And not only do they celebrate Father’s Day (tomorrow, apparently), but they have cranky dads who think the whole thing is koala-shit:
Regardless of what illness, deadlines or [...]

On Tuesday, Sasha tried to feed macaroni and cheese to a toy elephant. Then she took a plastic figurine into the bath. Clearly, this 21-month-old is learning how to treat inanimate objects as play partners, which means I have to face facts: She needs a doll of some kind, something she can identify with, name, [...]

There was a little girl, who had a little curl, right in the middle of her forehead.
And when she was good, she was very, very good.
But when she was bad, she was horrid.

Given all that happened yesterday, these ancient and very, very famous lines could have been written about my daughter, Sasha, whose daycare center [...]

When I went to pick Sasha up from daycare yesterday, a woman outside the building shoved a flyer in my hand. Tune into WBAI, it instructed, “to hear the real story of what is happening at Preschools of America from the teachers who have been fired for merely expressing their rights.”
The second page went on [...]