A first time father explores Paris, Parenthood and what it means to be a stay-at-home American dad living in the City of Light.
Today I made a major, major mistake as a father. We went for a walk down to the store to pick up a few things for the house and, hopefully, so Zef might take a snooze. It was his naptime and he had shown all of the signs of wanting to go to sleep. He... Continue Reading →
ZA is where we found ourselves under the new canopy of Les Halles right smack in the middle of downtown Paris.
We had only been in Paris living our respective dream jobs for a couple of months when we got the word: We were PREGNANT!!!
