In order to shepherd my four-year old son through the turbulent waters of Post Toddlerhood, and to ensure that the lad does not get stuck in the school to prison pipeline, I recently quit working and became a stay-at-home dad. First, let me say kudos to all stay-at-home parents out there. This is a rough gig. Very rough. Second, can anyone babysit? Kidding.
Harry, my son, is a spirited young buck and funny as hell, so while I am working on the follow-up to Alphabet Land (and writing “lifestyle” articles under the pseudonym Olive Winks), I started writing a blog called Breakfast With Harry. It’s all about my attempts to feed my little man breakfast. Occasionally, I rant/muse/complain about kids and parenting and how surprisingly difficult it is to make instant grits. Here’s the link if you want to check it out.