Le temps passe vite!

The other day my wife and I walked into our local grocery store with Zef. We took him out of the stroller and let him walk around, holding one of our hands of course. He is 16 months now and knows well enough to look, but not touch. He'll approach something, point to it, and... Continue Reading →

Sometimes The Baby Eats You

Trigger Warning: the following post contains descriptions of cannibalism. All you stay-at-home parents out there will understand it when I say: Some days you eat the baby and other days, well, the baby eats you. This last week has been a "the baby eats me" sort of week. Grandma (my mom) came into town and... Continue Reading →

An Über Z-Day

She wakes up at four o'clock, her face cuts a grimace in the early February morning dark.  She can't scream and she can't even swear. All she can say is a sort of moaning "ahhh." "Are you okay?" I ask her. "Is it time?" When the contraction stops and the pain subsides she says, "I don't think so. I think it's the fake... Continue Reading →

How to Picnic in Paris with Baby

There is maybe nothing more Parisian than packing up a couple of baguette sandwiches and a cool bottle of chardonnay, maybe grabbing a blanket, and then heading out to picnic on a sunny day. This is exactly what we did this last Sunday with the added joy of bringing along Zef, our six month-old baby boy.... Continue Reading →

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