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word up

A couple of things to look out for as you watch this video: 1) The German soother which now fits Elsie’s face. You might remember when it didn’t. Exhibit A. Perhaps you’re wondering if we have any intentions of ever removing the large-German-soother-which-now-fits-admirably from her daily routine? Excellent query. To which I have no reply. [...]

youtube wants me

An update: My youtube video—the one where Simon cuts my bangs—has now had something like 42,000 views. As such it is now considered a ‘popular video.’ Who knew that so many people would want to watch this (including ‘bebobitch’—look for his enlightening comments): Because it is popular (according to youtube), I was contacted about setting [...]

a how to guide

I decided Elsie and I needed a good dose of optimism. So we positive-self-talked our way into the afternoon. It was effective until I starting thinking about my ultimate frisbee game and how much I hate team sports. Rewind.

a feel good video to make up for a feel bad day

Here I am on Friday night uploading an impromptu feel good video ’cause sometimes we all need a laugh – and Elsie’s laugh will tug on your viscera in all the right ways the way babies do. Promise. Just a question: How many times is too many to get pulled over by the cops in [...]

the obama song

Watch this video! It’s very powerful and features the students of Weston Collegiate in Toronto making an important statement. A special word of mention to my sister Natalie (a regular commentator on my blog!) who wrote the song that you hear throughout. Congrats also to her colleague Anna Farago, who produced the video in her [...]

wonderment

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Part 2: Bangs

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Part 1: Bangs

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the great American game

Yep, we went all out on Saturday—tickets to the Angels game in Anaheim. They happened to be playing The Toronto Blue Jays. It was fun. Exciting. Thrilling. Rip-roaring. All too strong. But fun—yes! Lots of babies at the game. Who knew, a baseball game was just the place to entertain progeny. Lots of concrete stairs, [...]