Posts Tagged ‘fatherly anecdotes’

A Puzzling of History

The recent celebration of The Girl’s first birthday gave me cause to take a couple hours to look back over the mountains of photographs we’ve accumulated over that short time. For those who don’t know me personally, one of my hobbies (outside of blogging) is amateur photography, and the introduction of that new, wee little subject has made for an incredible year for both. But in looking back over these photos recently I was given to (again) wonder at the complex fallibility of our limited perceptions — and particularly, how that relates to thinking about critical thinking and my own imagination — if only because I couldn’t believe how much change had happened over that short year. And in seeing The Girl, daily, I would have sworn — perhaps imagined — that she had always been a walking, babbling, little bundle of curiosity.

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New Perspectives on Fatherhood

The Girl is approaching the ripe old age of one, and I’m finding that my perspectives on this whole skeptical parenting thing are become less abstract by the day. Call it what you will — early confusion, naive over-extension — but my views on what it means to be a father, particularly a father attempting to raise a critically thinking kid, have evolved and refined since a little more than a year ago (on the very verge of fatherhood) when I set out to build this blog.

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lost musings

If you’ve been privy to the six months that comprise the early development of this blog, visiting often, reading diligently, and participating on the fringes of wordsmithery that drapes this domain in some vague recollection of pandering advice, then you have also witnessed a bumbling fool of a new father attempt to compose the impossible. I often have this deep rooted fear that my own cherry-picked musings on the state of critical thought are in jeopardy, caught in the gravity-well of logical fallacy — and it is with straining effort and scattered triumph that I continue to pluck away on this project. As such, we were traveling recently, bumbling through an international jaunt with our little hatchling in tow, and lest not be saved from our typical mid-vacation discovery of some local bookstore, we spent a few hours wandering the foreign stacks and perusing literature from a bevy of random topics.

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