I’D LOVE TO say that I’m a cool dad who has enjoyed all kinds of insane adventures across the world with my kids. I’d love to say that the most fun I ever had with my two girls was when we did yoga while learning a new language as we trapezed our way across the Andes.
The reality is that my wife, Melissa, is the real adventurer of the family. And though we have travelled all over the world with the girls, at heart I’m not a super adventurous, devil-may-care kind of father. In fact, the girls tell me all the time: In the deepest recesses of my soul there lives an Italian Grandmother. She just wants everyone to eat well and to be safe and happy.
My kids don’t share my octogenarian spirit. Vivian is our oldest. She’s 17, funny and wonderful, a great artist, and has an undying love for animals. Georgie is 14 (almost 15!) and is a wonderful force of nature. She’s kind and wants to do everything in the world all at once, and has a passion and talent for acting. They want to do amazing things. I want to quietly feed everyone pasta.
