Think of it this way: One kid is like having high school diploma. Two is like getting a Community College diploma. Three is like an undergraduate degree. Four is a Master’s- but five makes me, like, a PhD in Parenting or something. And just like those pieces of paper this is only a guarantee that I have spent time (and perhaps effort) learning what it means to be a parent. It is no guarantee of sound advice or rigorous thought.
I’m also a person. As such, I am perhaps less uniquely qualified at being wrong from time to time.
If I am, I’m sure you will let me know.
I’m also a husband, thespian, arts lover, avid reader, political junkie, economics wonk, atheist, social justice advocate, and writer. Not always in that order.