I wrote this new article for The Washington Post, partly in response to the cray-cray elite competitive sport that parenting has become.
"I see no need for personal chauffeurs, overpriced tutors or hardcore chess tournaments. As a child of the heartland, it’s important to me that my son realize that not everybody’s family flies a private plane or uses 'summers' as a verb."
But I still want to raise a kid who's not a little shit. So here are five things I do every day to be an okay parent, without getting caught up in the curated-childhood craze.