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Why I may never pass on my parental wisdom

December 29, 2012

Son, if you’re going to grow up to be just like me, then you’re destined to be a cynic. You’ll question every motive, assume all facts are suspect until proven otherwise, and treat all salesmen like all they really want is to separate you from your money (Actually, the last one’s not cynicism, that’s just […]

A monopoly on giving

December 17, 2012

Son, if you want stuff for Channukah, you’ve got to get rid of some of the things you don’t use anymore. But I use everything. Everything? Yeah, everything. This busted baby toy? You mean to tell me you use this? I was just about to. And this thing? It goes with my Chutes and Ladders […]

Someday it’ll be worth something

December 10, 2012

Me: Hey son, welcome home! Mom and I just worked our butts off to make you your favorite dinner! Tadaaaa!—it’s home-made mac and cheese with turkey chili! You: Oh. Me: Oh? Whadya mean, “oh”? You: I hate home-made mac and cheese, and last time I ate your turkey chili I almost threw up all over […]

What it means when a girl punches you in the face

November 30, 2012

OK, listen up, son. We don’t have a lot of time to deal with this. Your testicles are dangerously close to injecting copious amounts of testosterone into your blood stream and you’ve unfortunately got the girl sense that I had at your age. Which is to say you have none at all. Once that chemical gets […]

Keeping your kids safe on Black Friday

November 23, 2012

Happy Black Friday! I hope those that do Thanksgiving enjoyed it and had much to be thankful for. Since it’s a holiday weekend for many IBMP readers, I thought I’d keep it simple today and give you a new cartoon in honor of Black Friday–the holiday that manages, in one day, to achieve a level […]

Unlocking the mysteries of your child’s brain

November 9, 2012

Last post, I took on Isaac Newton and his questionable grasp of physics. This time, it’s brain science. Why? It’s my job: I’m a blogger. That, and it makes me look smart. My son is now of the age where he has discovered that Dad isn’t the all-knowing source of endless wisdom he thought I was. […]