All about Dad

Father knows best What's better than saying "I love you" on Dad's special day? We think this great Father's Day card from the Tinder Mill Etsy shop pretty much sums it up perfectly! Priced at $3.50, this cool card is made with felt weave paper stock and comes complete with an acid-free, 100 percent

“You mean your husband is babysitting your kids and you bring home the bacon?” Lucy, my eighty-year-old neighbor from down the street asks. It’s been over three years since my husband, Brad, and I decided to switch it up: I went back to work full-time and he became a stay-at-home dad.  Since then,

When Bernie Dorsey created a class to teach dads-to-be how to care for their newborns at Burien’s Highline Hospital in 1999, he had no idea how successful it would be. The real estate broker turned stay-at-home parent just wanted to share what he’d learned and teach future fathers what to expect aft

We drive east off Mercer Island, over blue Lake Washington, toward the ice-cube Cascades cut out from the cold, blue sky. We get to drive in the HOV lane. I set the cruise control. We’re headed to the world-famous Triple XXX Rootbeer Drive-In in Issaquah. “Are you going to the car show, Daddy?” my

Who’s your daddy? They come in all sorts and sizes, but one thing’s for sure: Daddies know how to bring the fun! Whether giving mom a little “me time” or parenting your brood on your own, why not mix things up and try something new? We’ve laid out nine itineraries for nine perfect daddy-o days. Find

Whining, obnoxious, overly tired, constantly hungry, distracted, self-centered snots. And those are the parents. Before I had kids of my own, a friend came over and trashed my house with her red-headed demon child. As she watched with bemused detachment, her 5-year-old tossed each and every one

"I only want to be with Daddy!” yells 4-year-old Marcus. His mom’s firm reply: “It’s time for all of us to leave the park together.” It looks like a stand-off is shaping up, when suddenly, Marcus’ dad jumps up and shouts, “I’ll race you to the car!” Both dad and son sprint off. This scene, witn

In April 2008, I was laid off from The Seattle Times, after working there my entire adult life. When I called my wife, Jane, and told her, she was silent for a moment. Then she became chipper and said, “Well, we can stop worrying about summer camps now!” It was our son Geoff’s first summer out