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A Suburban Dad's Guest Blog: Comedy Guide for Boys

By Rick Kaempfer Comedy is really my only parenting tool. Over my sixteen years as a father, I’ve used it to great effect to diffuse tense situations, to foster strong relationships, and to teach my boys one of the most necessary life skills. If you’re laughing, life is going to be just fine. Unfortunately, a... Read more »

Competitive Yoga is my Personal Irony

Today, you’ll find my blog on someone else’s blog and instead of re-writing it here, in a fit of laziness, I’ve decided I’m just gonna link to it. So if you want a dose of A City Mom on this Monday morning, head on over to  Ups and Downs of a Yoga Mom  (use the... Read more »

My Rube Goldberg Nightmare

My Rube Goldberg Nightmare
It wasn’t just like a Rube Goldberg project, it was a Rube Goldberg project and when I found out about it, it was due the next day. Today. For Science class. I received an email yesterday from my daughter’s Science teacher, saying “Tonya” (sic) didn’t turn in her project last Friday.” But, she’d been given... Read more »
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Because Paris = Baseball

Because Paris = Baseball
I guess with Spring Training just a couple of weeks away, baseball is on everyone’s mind. Apparently, even the Parisians. So, what do you tell your family, friends or sweetheart when you bring them a gift from France that’s not perfume, or wine, or an Hermes scarf? “Doesn’t everyone equate Paris with baseball?” Thank you... Read more »

A Valentine you can feel good about: give to Donna's Good Things and St. Baldrick's

A Valentine you can feel good about: give to Donna's Good Things and St. Baldrick's
On Valentine’s Day, no one wants to think about cancer. But thinking and reading about cancer today may be just one notch better than actually eating one of those awful candy hearts. I jest. It’s what I do here as a writer, but it’s also what I do when I get uncomfortable. And kids’ cancer... Read more »

Love is a verb: one reason you can't act like a chump all year and expect to make up for it on Valentine's Day

When I told my husband about the gist of my Boycott the Valentine’s Day Shenanigans blog on Thursday (He was driving home from work and hadn’t read it yet. Unlike a lot of people on the Kennedy, he doesn’t simultaneously read and drive.) this is what he said. Love is a verb. It’s what you... Read more »
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Just Boycott the Valentine's Day Shenanigans

Just Boycott the Valentine's Day Shenanigans
We boycott Valentine’s Day, my husband and I. We really don’t have anything against the holiday, outside of the fact it was invented by Hallmark in order to sell cards (at least that’s the rumor and as a lover of all things conspiracy theory,I’m all over this one), and also, quite possibly, to make eighth... Read more »

A Suburban Dad's Guest Blog: Yet Another Reason I'm Not on the Short List for Father of the Year

By Rick Kaempfer Like most parents, I have a morning routine. I wake up the boys, make them breakfast, and then take them to school. The problem is that the boys wake up and go to school in shifts. They are attending three different schools right now and those schools start at three different times... Read more »

Two days of frustration and technical glitches to send one lousy email and I still screwed it all up.

This is how I spent my weekend. Not prepping for the Super Bowl. Not taking care of errands. I spent my entire weekend trying to send one mass email about my upcoming book launch party. [You're all invited, too, BTW!]  And still, I dicked it all up. I’ll be the first to admit I’m a... Read more »
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During Super Bowl will easily influenced teens be safe from the evils of hard liquor ads?

During Super Bowl will easily influenced teens be safe from the evils of hard liquor ads?
Considering the fact I have three teenagers in the house, I for one am cautiously optimistic that during the Super Bowl none of the ads (and face it, this year the ads are the only reason I’ll watch) will feature hard liquor.  Even though they are so young and innocent, certainly none of my kids... Read more »