Here are three rules to live by when you’re worried about kids and pools. The angst has to stop!
You don’t have to be gay to appreciate the value of two-parent households when you’re raised by a single/divorced mother. When President Obama gave his second Presidential Inauguration address in January of 2013, my jaw dropped when he mentioned his desire to secure marriage rights for gays. From my perspective, and a heterosexual one, it... Continue Reading →
A previous blog post was published as an article by The Good Men Project: Stop Bullying? Obviously, but Promote Resilience with Equal Vigor We invite our fans and readers to visit http://www.TheGoodMenProject.com to review and to find other terrific advice on fatherhood, relationships, etc.
There’s a special place in hell for moms and dads that break, ‘the code,’ i.e. sharing gossip across gender lines. There’s a name for this kind of person, and that is… the Mole Rat.
Published by The Good Men Project, written by Kendall Smith, author of The Father Apprentice. It is the essence of being human – to reflect on our life, judge our long-term decision process and question where we are headed. Milestone years have a way of creeping up and displacing you temporarily when you least expect... Continue Reading →
Connor The Barbarian, smiling... To the infant child, one recently born, there’s an interesting twist when it comes to how they perceive his/her father. He’s another guy in the room. Doctors come and go, nurses dispense advice, food and diapers but even if the dad is doing everything to help… he’s another guy in the... Continue Reading →
Despite the uproar over the brand addressing #MeToo in its advertising, it provides a unique opening: to distinguish gentlemen from knuckle draggers You have to give credit where credit is due when it comes to Gillette’s new commercial. Consider the uphill battle that must have taken place in corporate boardrooms, creative agencies and in the... Continue Reading →
Two years into parenthood… Not a single break. Four years in… and still, not one break. At five years, one month and twenty-one days later we finally got our first break from being fulltime parents. Since the day my son was born, one of us was present for the first five-plus years of his life.... Continue Reading →