From North Dakota winters to the heartless machine of Hollywood, actor and North Dakota native Josh Duhamel has done it all, but he faced a new challenge on Tuesday, Feb. 27 in the green room at the Today Show. A tweet from Today Show meteorologist Al Roker shows Duhamel holding a coffee cup in which he had captured a mouse that was running around in the green room. While showing it off to Roker, the mouse escapes and Duhamel catches it again.
If you get your news using Facebook, you deserve to know that the social media platform is changing the way it delivers that information to you. In a post Friday, Jan. 12, Facebook founder and CEO Mark Zuckerberg announced that Facebook is changing its news feed algorithm to reduce the amount of content you see from businesses, brands and media. You’ll see more stuff from your friends and family and less from pages you like and, most importantly, this news source.
FARGO — You meet a lot of strange characters on the journey to Sleep City. I've gotten smacked in the kidneys by the Kicking Clock and pinched on the arm by The Screamy Flopper. I've donned my Bedtime Armor to guard against blanket thieves and tussled with the Whirring Radon Fan. It sounds like a dream but that, unfortunately, isn't the case: These are the looming, macabre shapes you meet in the yawning gulf that exists between the Land of Parenthood and the soothing ocean of A Good Night's Sleep. All it takes to get there is sharing your bed with your children.
FARGO — Our children are at their most precious as they set off for the Land of Zzz's. Mom and Dad, smiling and happy and still wearing their unwrinkled daytime clothes read from a big book of fairy tales, sing a favorite lullaby, then lightly tousle their little one's hair as their eyelids grow heavy and they slip into deep, quiet slumber. Then Mom and Dad tiptoe out for an hour of TV and polite conversation before they, too, sink softly into the fuzzy bliss of... *Emergency Broadcast System alarm blares*
Right around the beginning of the summer our 2-year-old, Anton, began delighting us with a new phrase. While riding his trike or swinging in a swing, he'd exclaim "yeehaw!" We'd laugh every time. The little guy loves an adventure and wants to be sure we all know he's enjoying it.
FARGO — When most of us imagine a police car, we might think of a Hollywood car chase, or a worrisome situation down the street, or the anxiety of seeing one in our rearview mirror. But it's much simpler for police. For an officer, it's their office. Yes, it's an office that carries stop strips and something called "a hooligan tool." It's an office with a siren that sometimes has to go exceptionally fast or contain a particular individual in the back seat. But it's also just as likely to be the place where an officer eats lunch.
I recently discovered that my son leads a double life. It might sound like the premise for a spy thriller, but it turns out it's a common phenomenon among kids: having one personality at home and another one at school. Here's how I discovered his tightly guarded secret. A recent conference with two-year-old Anton's preschool teacher was going along swimmingly. "His language and counting skills are great," his teacher said. Yep, my wife and I agreed. "His gross and fine motor skills are coming along great." Sure are.
FARGO — "Always to wander is the refugee's terrible fate, and who will be left as the wars' winner when all become homeless?" — Olga Hoffman Gärtner, "Homesickness" (translated from German) Gärtner's poem, written in 1954, comes out of the tradition of the Germans from Russia, which has been one of North Dakota's largest ethnic groups since before it became a state.
If you're like us, your household has recently had issues with a petulant crybaby who erupts in anger when he doesn't get his way, assumes everyone around him is completely beholden to his every whim, blames everyone else for his problems and refuses to see beyond his own staggering myopia to understand the basic principles that underlie human life. I'm speaking of course, about being a parent to a toddler.
FARGO — I have a bomb to drop on you: As a parent, it turns out you spend an awful lot of time thinking about poop. You worry about it. You praise it. You herald its arrival. You rearrange schedules and shopping lists and meal plans and sleeping arrangements in the hope that it will grace you with its presence. The non-parents out there might require some explanation.