AI Tech News with Dad

So there I was, reading up on how pilots handle sudden route changes, when splash! – one of the kids had knocked over tomorrow’s carefully made plans. In that quiet moment of mopping up together, it hit me: how many times have we rerouted just this week? The canceled outing, the surprise work call, the […]

I found it there again this morning—her daily list, tucked between a toddler’s crayon drawing and a coupon for yogurt. ‘Email team by 10, pick up milk, reschedule dentist, finish quarterly report, remember to breathe.‘ That last one gets me every time. Seriously, my heart just swells. She adds it like it’s just another task,

I was cleaning up after dinner last night, wiping down the counters while the kids were finally asleep, and it hit me. In all our worrying about balanced meals and nutrition labels, we’d been missing the most nourishing ingredient of all—the time we spend together, just laughing and sharing stories around this table. That Morning

I found you by the window earlier—laptop glow bleeding into nightlight gold as budget projections shared screen space with summer camp schedules. Your fingers paused mid-calculation to adjust our daughter’s blanket, and it hit me: We’ve developed our own arithmetic of care. Parenting math isn’t about numbers. It’s solving for joy in algorithms where love

Remember that night when the fever wouldn’t break, and she was hunched over her phone, scrolling through an AI health app? The soft blue light lit up her tired face as it read ‘likely mild cold.’ We both breathed a sigh of relief—but then it crept in, didn’t it? That quiet doubt. Is this really

There’s that evening light that finds you curled on the couch, our youngest asleep against your chest, your thumb absently stroking their hair while your eyes scan parenting forums about screen time limits. The glow of your phone on tired features says more than any statistic ever could. Today’s research claims children interact with AI

You know that moment? When the morning chaos hits its peak—backpacks half-zipped, someone can’t find their shoe, the toast is burning—and there she is, in the center of it all, holding it together with a quiet focus that feels almost… algorithmic. It hit me the other day, reading about some big tech firm’s ‘revolutionary family

I’ll never forget watching the magic unfold over leftover spaghetti. That fantastical creature drawing – all mismatched limbs and wild colors – suddenly waltzing across the tablet screen through some app sorcery. But what caught my breath wasn’t the animation. It was the way her shoulders relaxed as the kids’ eyes widened with wonder. These

You know that sacred hour after bedtime when the toys retreat to their corners and our apartment finally exhales? Last night, watching you fix tomorrow’s lunchbox ribbons while reviewing contracts on your phone screen – WOW, I saw it clearly! How you somehow weave these two completely different worlds together with hands both gentle and

There’s a moment many parents recognize—that determined look when you’re rewriting a school email for the third time after bedtime, phone screen lighting your tired eyes. The kids’ abandoned Lego towers sit half-built nearby, imagination paused mid-flight. When our family first considered letting conversational AI into our home, our hesitation melted into cautious hope—not for