After a long night with L (she was up from 2 to 4 a.m. in major tooth pain) and an even longer morning of work, I escaped for an hour today to grab a quiet lunch in town.
The escapade started out swimmingly. No traffic between home and one of my favorite local Mexican restaurants. Grabbed [...]

We’ve had an eventful weekend here in Healdsburg, dominated mostly by the emergence of L’s molars—and the subsequent havoc that new teeth can wreak.
The poor thing is in agony. Her nose is running, pretty much non-stop. She’s got serious ear pain. And on top of all of that, our prize eater has been almost completely [...]

Earlier today I returned from three days of reporting a story in Las Vegas, and I couldn’t be happier to be home. Interestingly, the effects of my life as a stay-at-home dad followed me to Sin City in ways I never dreamed.
To make a long story short, my assignment was about spa treatments for men. [...]

So, maybe the whole ambulation honeymoon is over.
Sure, I’m delighted that L is walking on two feet like the rest of us. But Powergirl and I have learned the hard way this week that with ambulation comes a new set of responsibilities for Mom and Dad—namely, to watch said infant every second of every minute [...]

Dear sloth:
I’m sure you enjoy your lazy afternoons in the Healdsburg plaza, canoodling on that blanket with your (beefy) man. Your public fondling sessions appear to be so wonderful—so intense—that it’s no wonder you are incapable of paying attention to your adorable three-year-old as she wanders around the park.
With this in mind, allow me [...]

Bad news has multiplied like Gremlins in the Villano house this week. First L came down with her first doozie of a cold. Then the cold triggered a double ear infection—one in each of her tiny little ears.
Since Wednesday evening (during which Powergirl was up all night), we’ve crafted our lives around L’s routine of [...]

As you probably know from reading this blog, I’m a die-hard Yankees fan. It was with great pleasure, then, that I read this terrific Mike Vaccaro story about another father celebrating the accomplishments of his child in today’s New York Post.
In a nutshell, the piece is about Jed Curtis, father of Colin Curtis, a reserve [...]

With a house full of ill humans (as of this writing, all three of us now are ill), I was dispatched today to purchase a new thermometer to help us monitor the baby’s temperature and stay abreast of any fevers.
My spoils: One of those newfangled jobbies that you scan across someone’s forehead like a wand. [...]

If you were alive in the 1970s or 1980s, surely you remember that old Carly Simon song, “Haven’t Got Time for the Pain.”
Those lyrics could be the story of my life since the last post on this blog.
Saturday night, after a long run in 90-degree heat, this summer cold that nabbed me during our Colorado [...]

Baseball people say that in order to be a closer—the guy who comes in to record the last three outs of a victory—you need a certain mentality that enables you to forget all previous failures and focus on doing the job at hand.
What I’ve learned in the last 48 hours is that being a father [...]