In which Papa Zesser looks back with pleasure and relief two whole days later, when Baobao decided that – yes! – she would have a second helping, please! (And a third, and … well, find out for yourself!
In which Papa Zesser once again learns a valuable lesson about safety — and its opposite. The terrifying truth is that danger lurks almost everywhere for a soon-to-be toddler, and a daddy’s job is going to get harder and harder. Do you want to know what new lesson I learned the other day? Then click … Rock, what, scissors? (Letter #010)
In which Papa Zesser ponders time’s swiftly flitting arrow, the sheer strangeness of playing soccer with people a generation (and more!) younger than he is, and finally, indulges himself in some picspam, since Raven took a number of really good shots.
Fatherhood ain’t all feeding and diaper changes, ya know!