In which Papa Zesser looks back — has it only been 36 hours?!? — on a moment of loving kindness from his 17 month-old daughter.
Do toddler’s have empathy?
In which Papa Zesser contemplates the apparent sameness of child-rearing, even as he acknowledges that change happens. In other words, child care is hard, with a lot of repetition, despite the constant growth and change in their charges.
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In which an exhausted Daddy Zesser flashes back to the Bad Old Days, when sleep was a fleeting luxury, and curses his daughter with the wish that, someday, she too will become a parent, so that she’ll understand what she puts her parents through! (Click the headline to read on.)
In which Papa Zesser considers the virtues of common-sense, courtesy of the not-at-all-mythical Mama Raven. Read more by clicking the headline above.
In which Papa Zesser realizes he is (almost) well-rested. Today and for several days (in a row!) previously.
Is it possible the trend will continue?
In which Papa Zesser is roused at the un-godly hour of two in the afternoon by a shocking and disgusting development!
Oh sure, the little one looks sweet and innocent, but the truth is something very different indeed …