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 →

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 →

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