Teenage Rebecca Stein is going through a crisis or two — pretty terrible ones at that. A crisis called acne. A crisis called weight. Her father, Joel Stein, thinks she looks okay.

My daughter, Rebecca, has an überweird junior high school English teacher. Those are her words, not mine, since I’m stuck [...]

My daughter’s iPhone has gone rogue. As in Manchurian Candidate rogue. As in Darth Vader rogue. As in AI (read [...]

California is an Officially Weird Weird state. I sometimes get the feeling it was colonized by disciplinarian aliens who tried [...]

In a previous state in a previous life, Crumpet the dog and Zombie the cat prowled our domain. They’d each [...]

My nuke-powered teen daughter is lovid with me. No, not livid. That would be too easy, and Rebecca backs away [...]

Long time, no see — or something like that. What happened? We moved. And moving takes all the fun out [...]

My daughter Rebecca knocked on eleven’s door for at least two months before emerging from a series of Zoom meetings [...]

I was busy sitting around at home waiting for a Zoom call on toothpaste slogans when the text buzzed in. [...]

We just adopted a kitten. For reasons known only to ten-year-olds, the cat was immediately named Moo, which if I [...]

If you listen to my daughter Rebecca — and let me assure all skeptics I have no doubt but to [...]