DADWAGON

I don’t begrudge my son for wanting to dress up like a knight and swordfight all day. He’s three, school is out, and frankly, hitting me with a sword is probably the only way he can get my attention as I try to work AND babysit all day. But combining his Ren Faire proclivities with [...]

There is something foul afoot in Manhattan. It is the sheer expensiveness of the place. We did fine for a while, when I had a corporate job, and then even afterwards when I had left that job but was working plenty. But now, even though I’m actually working more than ever, somehow we slipped, fell [...]

A child’s development is a strange, lurching thing. You are convinced you kid can’t (or in some cases can) do this-or-that, and then on a dime, it all changes. This is how it went on Friday with my daughter. The skill: water-survival. The backstory: for years now our daughter, an intense and thoughtful five-year-old who [...]

Happy Fourth to all of our stateside friends. For those babyswingers and other foreigners here, let’s just say that the Fourth of July is a very special day in which we blow shit up, char meat, and demand to see the president’s birth certificate. DadWagon is on vacation today, but we did want to leave [...]