The ‘tutoring incident’ showed this dad columnist where his son gets his sense of humour I am not a good parent. This is essential information required to fully appreciate the events leading up to and directly following what has become […]
Chris Hunt
Ugh, dad!
Embarrassing your kid is practically a rite of passage This column was meant to be completely different. It was supposed to be a delightful and amusing narrative describing my son’s infatuation with spending his summers with his grandparents. Specifically, it […]
You’ll get there, champ
It took some tough love from his son to get this dad on the path to good health The world is often a place of harsh truths. Like many parents, I do my utmost to cushion the hard times in my […]
Gimme a break
March Break holds special charms for Chris Hunt. Here’s why it ranks over Christmas and New Year’s When I was a boy, I didn’t appreciate March Break for what it really was. Being your typical self-absorbed adolescent, I was grateful […]
The ruins
Nudists, caterpillars and blisters, oh, my! It’s all in a day’s hike for this columnist When asked where my favourite place to hike around Ottawa is, I’ll usually lie and say Hogsback. Don’t get me wrong, I love Hogsback. There’s […]
They’ve got you, babe
Riley has the best teachers in his corner — and it brings back memories for his dad When I was in junior high, my teachers frequently told my parents how bright I was. My teachers were either very wrong […]
It’s the little things
It doesn’t take much to teach kids how to give back My son Riley was kneeling in a sea of shredded Christmas paper and discarded ribbons. In front of him, a small mountain of toys loomed. Nestled around him was […]
Conservation authority
Whether it’s via lessons from school or his beachy adventures, columnist Chris Hunt’s son Riley continues to teach him the importance of caring for our planet There was a period not long ago where my nine-year-old son was obsessed with […]
Unscripted opportunities
Adding a dash of fun to a daily routine is the key to a stable, happy life during the pandemic It’s so dark I can barely see my son. The faint flickering from the streetlamps below barely find their way […]
And into the net
My nine-year-old son Riley glowers at me as he dribbles a basketball. He smirks as he sizes me up. I’m an obstacle, but we both also know I’m the least of his problems. His blue eyes twinkle and his […]