Any man today who returns from work, sinks into a chair, and calls for his pipe is a man with an appetite for danger.
No matter how calmly you try to referee, parenting will eventually produce bizarre behavior, and I'm not talking about the kids. Their behavior is always normal.
No matter how calmly you try to referee, parenting will eventually produce bizarre behavior, and I'm not talking about the kids.
When the child is twelve, your wife buys her a splendidly silly article of clothing called a training bra. To train what? I never had a training jock. And believe me, when I played football, I could have used a training jock more than any twelve-year-old needs a training bra.
Raising children is an incredibly hard and risky business in which no cumulative wisdom is gained: each generation repeats the mistakes the previous one made.
Yes, having a child is surely the most beautifully irrational act that two people in love can commit.
You know the only people who are always sure about the proper way to raise children? Those who've never had any.
Human beings are the only creatures on earth that allow their children to come back home.
If the new American father feels bewildered and even defeated, let him take comfort from the fact that whatever he does in any fathering situation has a fifty percent chance of being right.
Nothing separates the generations more than music. By the time a child is eight or nine, he has developed a passion for his own music that is even stronger than his passions for procrastination and weird clothes.