“It’s the only game where you score by returning to where you start.” That’s how Bart Giamatti described baseball. Watching the Yankees win yet another World Series by coming more more times than the Phillies reminded me of the parallels between parenting and baseball.

The worst part of a car wreck comes in that moment before metal crunches metal. Time slows. The realization of impending doom skids across your consciousness. I get the same feeling when careening into an argument with my teenage daughter.
A teenage argument is the rhetorical equivalent of hydroplaning. You’re riding on a thin sheet of [...]

It’s natural to feel dwarfed by circumstance when you face things alone. The truth is, you’re not alone. Discover a parenting model with proven success.

Divorced dads have a bench, sharing with their ex. Dads surviving a prolonged farewell due to illness slip into their new roles over time. Becoming suddenly single dad comes as a jolt to the system, a roundhouse kick to normality; life’s a whole new game. There’s no going back. And it starts now.