Nate Miller

“If you HAVE to do Disney in July or August, I advise doing it this way. You know, without the crowds or your kids.”

Is it still Race Weekend without the Race? Yep.

Nobody is making a documentary about that. But they should.

There’s no Dr. Spock instructional book for this particular stretch of parenting.

Last week we didn’t have time to think about this mess we’re in. This week is different.

Yesterday was Mardi Gras, Cinco de Mayo, Carb Day, Race Day, Opening Day of MLB, the 4th of July, and the first-day-of-summer-as-a-sixth-grader all rolled into one—except a billion times BETTER. And sunnier. And giddier.

So what are we doing here in this isolated, board-game-storage closet of the site? I’m not sure, exactly.

The coronavirus is the ultimate independent voter.

The quest for Indy’s most DadBall chain restaurant.

Indiana high school basketball: Now it’s just an uninteresting, unoriginal Applebee’s along the Shadeland Avenue of American life.

Maybe some forgave on Saturday. Nobody forgot.

Hypothesis: Most parents will survive Science Fair Week, but none will prosper.

Mr. Feathery made his return to the court.

The rocketship is no more.

The question is this: when is the BEST time of the year for a birthday?