What Happens to My Brain When I’m Out with My Kids?

All the Facebook-link-clicking, blog-reading fellow dads out there, tell me if you have this same problem: I like to think I’m a fairly smart guy. I read books, often books with very few pictures, and even some that aren’t about plucky outcast teens in futuristic dystopias. I can explain the separation of powers and the infield fly rule. I remember to More …