Babble

My own parents are great folks and did a great job of raising me, which is why I am the indisputably wonderful person I am today. But my wife and I have, of course, made some choices about our own children that differ from the ones my parents made with me and my sister. Two come to mind. The first is...

I obsessed over this quite a bit when we found out -- on the same day, alas -- that we were having not one but two children, and that both would be packing foreskins. My wife left this one up to me entirely as the sole possessor of a penis in our household at the time. I read all the arguments on both...