My status message read: Barney tomorrow: God help me

As if the free wifi at Panera Bread wasn't enough of a reason to frequent the joint--that is, beyond the yummy food--the little phisch and I learned today they now carry Horizon Organic single-serving milk boxes, and Yogurt Tubes in place of chips, for the Panera Kids meals. Kudos, Panera!

My father taught me to never raise my hand to a woman. But if I had been the one sitting across from the female HR person who told a mom she had "wasted" the past 19 years of her life raising her three children, I could very well have forgotten those lessons from my father. Outrageous.

Mark D. Roberts:

My hot tip for fathers (and mothers, too) is a simple one: Spend time one-on-one with your children, and if possible, for a few days in a row. I realize that some of my readers aren't in a place to do this, because you don't have children, or your children are grown, or... . But if your children are in a place where they can get time away with you, then by all means take advantage of this timely opportunity. I'm very blessed in this regard. My son is home with me two days a week, so we get a lot of buddy time while my wife is at work. I know our friends Michael and Heather get similar opportunities with their son. I can't wait until the little phisch is older and we can go on trips like the one Mark describes in his post. This one is at the top of my list; I love the Tetons/Jackson Hole area.

Much happiness coursed through the phischbowl last night when we learned of the arrival of Brennan. Our sincerest congratulations to our friends Jim and Lissa, and all our best to Lissa for a speedy recovery.

A conversation I had with my two year-old son, on our way down the stairs yesterday afternoon, post-nap. (His, not mine.) I'm the one asking the questions. "Are you poopy?"
"No."
"Are you peepee?"
"No."
"Do I need to change your diaper?"
"No."
"You wouldn't lie to me, would you?"
[Silence.]