AI Tech News with Dad

Do you ever feel like the ground’s shifting under your feet, what with all the AI talk these days? Our kids notice it too—those subtle changes in our energy, the way we talk about work, the unspoken worries that sometimes creep in. But here’s the beautiful secret: their healing journey often becomes our own, and […]

It’s been eight years now—and I still remember the first time she asked me about the ‘why.’ She paused, mid-bite with her apple slice, looking at the fruit’s core like it contained the secrets of the universe. ‘Daddy, why does the white part turn brown when we leave it?’ We’ve watched her navigate that moment—the

You know that moment when you walk into the kitchen after a particularly rough day? The kind where the day’s plans completely fell apart. The dishes are piled high, school forms lie forgotten on the counter – and there it sits. A small bowl of your favorite fruit, quietly cut and set aside. You’ve probably

You know those moments when the house is finally still—when the last Lego piece has been found, and the only sound is the soft hum of the nightlight? That’s when I see it most clearly. The way your fingers brush the hair from their forehead. The way you pause before tiptoeing out of their room.

The house hums now, quiet as the dishwasher. I saw you this morning, lingering in the kitchen doorway—your coffee cup still warm in your hands. Remember those headlines about resilience? They weren’t what stuck with me. It was how we’ve built our own kind of strength. The quiet kind that shows up when we’re both

I’ve watched her do this dance three times this week. Wednesday night, flour in the air while she prepped dinner, and our daughter’s voice piping up from the living room—‘Mommy, how does this robot know my name?’ The tablet’s screen glowed against her little fingers, while the mom’s hands were mid-chopping, mid-her-thoughts-about-the-next-day’s-zoom-call. That split second

Remember that moment last Tuesday, after the spilled juice and the missing homework, when you still took that extra minute to show our daughter how to press maple leaves between wax paper? You know what I mean? I’ve been watching the way you navigate this season—the half-second pause before answering the fifth ‘why’ question, the

You’d barely moved from the screen glow—the same blue light from the phone bouncing between your work email and the school lunch menu. I’ve stopped counting how many times you’ve shifted between tasks tonight. It struck me, watching you, that the digital age hasn’t erased the invisible work—only reshaped it. The grocery lists and childcare

The house is quiet now. The steam from your tea dances in the dim light from the hallway. I watch the way your hand drifts toward the laptop screen then pauses, choosing instead to turn it face down. That small gesture, right? It captures the whole dance—the everyday negotiation between our worlds. The research calls

Remember that moment when you found me—standing in the kitchen doorway, just watching the way you move through the chaos? The way you measure the matcha while the kids are arguing about socks, the precise way you whisk the tea even though the laptop is open with deadlines looming. That quiet strength—how you create space