Tag: Family
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The Fine Line Between ‘I can’t’ and ‘I can’t – yet’
To a second grader, grownups are magicians. We can reach stuff in the high cabinets. We can make toast. We can drive a car. We can produce endless LEGO sets out of thin air. We can do things their developing minds consider mini-miracles. I kind of like it. Makes me…
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Why We Should Care if CEO Dads Choose to be Engaged Parents
The thoughts and experiences of several CEO dads regarding work-family balance are detailed in a new article posted to TIME. This quote from Ernst & Young’s Mark Weinberger sums up why it is important to tell the stories of these high-powered, high-stress, high-responsibility executives: “You can have all the initiatives…
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Thoughts about SeaWorld never stray far from Dawn
No matter where my family and I went Wednesday at SeaWorld Orlando, I thought about Dawn Brancheau. In the morning, we stopped and gawked at a dozen or more dolphins swimming leisurely along in their open-air enclosure. I thought of Dawn. We watched a SeaWorld caretaker bottle feed a rescued…
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What do we tell the children?
What do we tell them? What do we tell the children of Gaza as the tears stream down their faces, leaving tracks in the layer of dust that settled on their cheeks after bombs turned their homes into craters? What do we say to the terrified children of Syria, where…
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9 Things Han Solo Taught Me About Being a Dad
As a child of the ’70s, I considered Han Solo the epitome of manhood. Fiercely independent, yet secretly sentimental. Skeptical, but willing to believe in magic if he sees it with his own eyes. Secure enough in his own skin to pursue a princess, but not above taking a wide-eyed…
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Our New York
New York is the Statue of Liberty. The Circle Line. Washington Square. Greenwich. The West Village. Chinatown. The Empire State Building. MOMA. The Guggenheim. The Upper West Side. Central Park. We did none of that. Our plans were fluid. We knew where we would stay, knew what day we would…
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Swing, Fail, Swing Again
We played ball out back on a makeshift miniature diamond I mowed into the high, early summer St. Augustine grass. The 8-year-old stepped to the foam-rubber home plate, batting lefty, knees bent just so, arms high but relaxed, head cocked toward the pitcher — me. I wound up and tossed the…
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Alone Time at Disney Does Parents a World of Good
Our boys are not Disney deprived. This is the first thing I would like you to understand. Our family splurged on Walt Disney World seasonal passes last year, and our Year of Disney was a triumph. We love spending time as a family at all four Central Florida parks. We look forward…
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The Field Trip
He came around the corner, distraught, and found me in the family room. His face broke. Tears gathered and fell. “Mommy just told me you can’t come on the field trip.” Small sob. “I want you there,” he said. “I want you to go. I want to be with my…
Carter Gaddis, Writer & Editor 
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