January 12th, 2014
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August 25th, 2012
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August 27th, 2011
Andrew Kolb on his David Bowie Children's Book:
Have you ever listened to a song and your mind's eye is immediately filled with visuals?
David Bowie's classic space epic is one such song for me. Every lyric paints such a vivid picture that I figured "Oh hey, I guess I'll make that into a children's book!" Yes, I talk like this. […]
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June 16th, 2011
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May 13th, 2011
One for parents of small children everywhere: Go the Fuck to Sleep by Adam Mansbach, illustrated by Ricardo Cortés.
The cubs and the lions are snoring,
Wrapped in a big snuggly heap.
How is it you can do all this other great shit
But you can't lie the fuck down and sleep?
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December 31st, 2010
David Hepworth has posted my favourite comment on Elton John and David Furnish having adopted a baby.
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November 8th, 2010
I do hope the world's luckiest baby hasn't just used up his entire lifetime ration of good fortune in one go.
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October 31st, 2010
[Via Comment #25 by Lex on this Popular post]
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September 28th, 2010
Phillip Toledano's delightful, thoughtful photo essay The Reluctant Father is decidedly not just another collection of baby photos by a devoted daddy. Lovely work, and probably not what you imagine it's going to be after the first few images.
- As his site doesn't flag up the idiosyncratic approach it takes to page navigation, let me spell it out for you: you advance to the next image by left-clicking with your mouse, either on an image or on the space to the left of each image. If you want to go back to a previous image, left-click on the 'Back' link that appears at the top left edge of the page, just below the words 'the ANTHROPOLOGiST'. ↩
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April 26th, 2010
Is this playground in Belleville Park, Paris the best playground in the western world?
Be sure to click on the images to view them at a decent size, the better to appreciate the sheer scale of the thing.
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November 16th, 2009
Matthew Baldwin on being the parent of a five year old:
Yes, there is a story behind that phrase. And yes, you should definitely follow the link and read it.
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June 22nd, 2009
Professor Stephen M. Walt applies theories from the study of International Relations to the art of parenting:
First off, modern realist theory focuses on the structure of the system and especially number of major powers in it. Right off the bat, this perspective can tell you a lot about the dynamics parents face as the size of their family increases. When parents have one child, the balance of power is in their favor. They can double-team the lucky kid, and give each other a break by taking turns. Life is good.
But if you have a second child the dynamics shift. If one parent is alone at home and both kids are awake, the balance of power isn't in the parent's favor anymore. Instead of double-teaming them, they get to double-team you. And once the kids are mobile, you learn about another key IR concept: the window of opportunity. You're feeding or changing Kid #1, and Kid #2 makes a bolt out the front door, just like North Korea tested a nuclear weapon while we were busy with Iraq. Or you're in the middle of a crowded department store and they each decide to head down different aisles. The potential complications of a multipolar order were never clearer the first time this happened to me. […]
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January 3rd, 2009
Robert Brady on the old tabula rasa.
When you're raising kids, you try to teach them moment-to-moment about all the things they need to understand or at least know about, from the toilet to the stars, so you never really get to comprehend the particulars of it all, just how much and in what detail they have to learn these things, and so you miss a few, especially the things you'd never even think of teaching anything about, such as will dad's favorite fountain pen write on toast, or how many times can you put a ball in a box and take it out again. These details too must be learned. (Bet you didn't know you'd learned somehow about fountain pens writing on toast.) […]
When Kasumi was born in on the island of Ibiza, the first thing I did when we took her home was carry her out into an old grove near our finca in Cala Boix, break off some wild rosemary leaves and hold them to her nose. She was only about three days old, but I still remember the look of awe that came into her eyes; no rasa there at all (three-day olds are experts at awe). […]
Make sure you read right to the killer of a closing line.
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December 7th, 2008
If only we'd had A Young Mad Scientist's First Alphabet Blocks when I was growing up:
These lovely blocks contain many carefully engraved illustrations of the equipment, training, and activities that a budding mad scientist will require, combined with a clever alphabetic introduction to the concept depicted.
A complete list of the images represented by the letters is as follows:
A is for Appendages
B is for Bioengineering
C is for Caffeine
D is for Dirigible
E is for Experiment
F is for Freeze ray
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October 21st, 2008
6. SLEEP DEPRIVATION â€“ THE PARKINSON'S TECHNIQUE
Wilf (10 months) went through a phase of just not sleeping. Ever. He would cry and cry but would not sleep for longer than 20 minutes at a go. I tried everything I could think of; controlled crying, rocking him in his pushchair, driving him around for hours in the car, cuddling him, but nothing seemed to work. I was at my wits end. Then one day I dropped by with the boys to see my dad and his girlfriend. Wilf was screaming his head off as usual and I plonked him in the arms of my dad saying "here â€“ take your grandson please". Then suddenly as if by magic, everything went quiet. Wilf stopped crying and oh my god, he'd actually broken into a little smile. A moment of glorious, golden silence. You see, my dad suffers from Parkinson's Disease and his relentlessly shaking arms must have calmed Wilf down. He was being shaken vigorously and quickly, his chubby cheeks rippling with the vibration and he absolutely loved it! He chortled and squealed with delight and then suddenly fell into a deep sleep. And relax! Gina Ford â€“ stick that in your pipe and smoke it!
The section on CBeebies Sex Fantasies is a bit of an eye-opener too.