We’ve been debating names for weeks. Tonight we put the final four on pieces of paper and let the family vote: The toddler grabbed the pen, drew a giant scribble over every name except one, then proudly announced: “Baby name is…
The Robot Just Let My Son Win His First ArgumentOctober 3, 2028 – 6:18 p.m.
He’s 15 months old and has discovered the word “NO.” Tonight he wanted to wear his dinosaur rain boots to the bathtub. I said: “Buddy, boots off for bath.” Full meltdown.Screaming, back-arching, Oscar-worthy tears. Optimus walked in, assessed the situation in…
The Robot Just Taught My Son to Say “I Love You” to the SkyAugust 14, 2028 – 8:27 p.m.
Our boy is 13 months old and obsessed with pointing at airplanes. Every time one flies over he yells “Bye bye!” and waves like the pilot can see him. Tonight a big jet crossed right over the backyard at sunset. He…