The Incredible Disappearing Family

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When my son was born, it was a packed house. No less than ten people were on hand when, after almost fifty hours of labor in the hospital, he was vacuum-suctioned out of his mother. Nurses, the midwife, the on-call vacuum-specialist (a woman who seemed to swoop in out of nowhere, making the last-minute birthing hail Mary) and a few doctors were all on hand. Outside in the waiting room were all the members of my wife's side of the family (mine live far away, but were sitting by the phone, waiting to hear the outcome).

We Should Stop Talking About Feelings So Much!

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By Jessica Shattuck A friend of mine picked up her five-year-old son from kindergarten the other day and arrived to find the class bully throwing his shoes at the bookshelf in a fit of anger. "Stop doing that, Carson," his mom was pleading. "When you do that, it makes me…

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The Incredible Disappearing Family

We Should Stop Talking About Feelings So Much!