John Gruber writes a lot of good stuff but his "claim chowder" stuff drives me crazy — he loves extolling how he is right and others were wrong. I am sure he conveniently omits any times he is wrong. ↳

How American Dads Became the Parents Their Fathers Never Were ↳

In 1965, the typical married father barely spent half an hour each day actively engaged in childcare, according to the best time-use data we have1. Today, Millennial thirty-something dads typically spend more than 80 daily minutes changing diapers, reading and playing with their children, driving them to soccer practice, and going over homework.

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While fathers spend more time playing sports with their children, mothers spend more than twice as much time providing medical care, planning appointments, and taking care of the so-called mental load of parenting (i.e., not just driving your kid to the birthday party, but also remembering that classmate’s birthday party existed in the first place and buying a present ahead of time). In fact, the more stressful the childcare activity is, the more likely mothers are to do it.

I thought this was really interesting because whilst a 4x increase seems like a lot it works out that the average Dad is spending ~50 minutes per day solo with the kids but Mum is spending double that time, ~106 minutes per day, solo with the kids.

LEGO City has some bangers releasing in the next few months:

  • Automatic Car Wash
  • Lava Land Amusement Park
  • Port Freight Train

Where are the City Smart Brick sets though?↳

I wonder if SpaceX ends up with a huge compute advantage over OpenAI/Anthropic because they all have similar gross sums of compute, but xAI probably has an order of magnitude less demand than the other two, allowing them to allocate significantly more compute to training.↳

This evening my 5 year old asked if the President was "McDonald Trump" ↳

Who Are the Unexpected Friends in Your Life? ↳

I live in NYC in a huge building and have made friends with so many of my neighbors. Having a kid helps — it’s easy to meet parents of other kids on the local playground and older people like to engage with little ones. Once after chatting in the elevator with a woman in her 90s about my toddler’s potty training, she stopped by with a potty training book that had a sticker chart. He loved it and was so enchanted that she brought it by especially for him. We became friendly — turns out she is a playwright. Eventually she invited us to the debut of one of her plays and my husband went while I wrangled the toddler. It was on a weeknight somewhere deep in Harlem. He said that at the end he realized another neighbor, our doorman and the building super were in the audience too — just the whole building quietly supporting her.