Fatherhood
Opinions on parenting.
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Click J-Pop singers, Yuimino, for more 2008 NYAF pictures. I geeked out last weekend and took the boys to the 2008 New York Anime Festival at the Javits Center. The challenge of conventions like this is determining the “age appropriateness” of its events. By “age appropriateness,” I don’t mean the form enhancing costumes that some…
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Simultaneously posted at Rice Daddies. It rained heavily the night before the Tuesday the planes hit the World Trade Center towers. My wife and I got into a huge argument. I don’t remember exactly what we argued about. Only that we had argued about it before and that the absurdity of the argument was that…
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*Simultaneously posted at Rice Daddies. Forty-something years old and my mother still knows which buttons to push to upset me. At best, I tolerate my parents. My relationships with each has its own conditions. I say this not because I do not love and respect my parents. I love and respect my parents very much.…
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*simultaneously posted at Rice Daddies. I have a condition I call “Daddy Moments.” Daddy Moments are instances when due to stress, exhaustion, or temporary lapses in cognitive fluidity, I channel the collective psyche of all dads real and fictional throughout the ages. In my brief years as a father I have already channeled the likes…
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*simultaneously posted at Rice Daddies. I have a condition I call “Daddy Moments.” Daddy Moments are instances when due to stress, exhaustion, or temporary lapses in cognitive fluidity, I channel the collective psyche of all dads real and fictional throughout the ages. In my brief years as a father I have already channeled the likes…
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*simultaneously posted on Rice Daddies. My wife and I have this game we play. Actually, it’s a game I play. My wife participates by default. In fact, sometimes she doesn’t even know she’s playing! It’s a game I learned from my parents, who I suspect learned it from theirs, who probably learned it from theirs,…
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I hated Chinese school. I hated the squeezing into the family car for what seemed like an eternity to Chinatown from Hollis (home of Run DMC). I hated standing up to be judged on the mindless recitation of odes to being a “moral person” and a “proper student.” I hated the flimsy little exercise books…
Vincent Young 