- His Penis Is In The Wrong Place
- Penis Talk Revisited
- Father’s Love Their Daddies Too
- Teaching Children How To Judge Others
- How Far Can You Push Dad
- How Sister's Helped to Train A Father of "Daddy's Girl"
- Teaching Children to Make Smart Decisions
- Kiss Me Daddy
- How Do You Become a Father
- She Screamed & Screamed.
- The Chanukah Father
- Facing Our Fears
- Sometimes Daddies Get Scared Too
- Too Much Information- The Girl in the Men's Room
- What Are You Doing In There
- A Father's Responsibility
- Are We Poor
- Dad, What Is a Gas Chamber?
- The Butt Doctor
- Not Quite a Recap- Let's Talk about Body Parts
- Dear Tooth Fairy
- She Broke My Penis
- For A Good Time Call...
- A Life Without Regrets
- Mr Nobody Made Me Do it
- Proud and Humbled By the Four-Year-Old
- Things My Four-Year-Old Has Done
- A Six Year Old WondersWhere Babies Come From
- Profanity- The Children Learn New Words Part Deux
- Sex & Children
- Great Moments In Parenting- Parts of our Body That Grow
- Are You Smarter Than A Rabbi? Part I
- Are You Smarter Than A Rabbi? Part II
"When you're in jail, a good friend will be trying to bail you out. A best friend will be in the cell next to you saying, 'Damn, that was fun'." — Groucho Marx
Conversations With The Kids
Conversations With The Kids- this an incomplete collection of some great conversations with my kids. Thirty-three posts that serve as little snapshots in time. Wow, it is like some sort of crazy childhood stew.
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Got news last week that surprised me. Been wondering about it all for days now 'cuz I don't have the details and specifics. You cou...
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