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 adds food-blogging to his site. We start with the unseasonable World’s Best Pumpkin Pie!
In which Papa Zesser looks back on his first moment of terror as a father. Read more by clicking the headline above.
In which Papa Zessers ponders human adaptability.
And also looks back (with video proof!) on your first encounter with cheese!
In which Papa Zesser looks back on his last letter and wonders if he came across too glib.
Also, your mother was right again!
In which Papa Zesser acknowledges the plague of Covid-19 and his own, relatively privileged position.
While others are suffering greatly, we have so far been only inconvenienced.
(And pictured here is Asta indicating she wants no more milk by carefully cupping the nipple with her palm.)
In which Papa Zesser finds himself celebrating yet another “birthday”.
Parents do funny things, but whaddya gonna do?
Besides, “Happy Birthday” is out of copyright, so you’ll *know* I took advantage – and you want to hear me sing!
In which Papa Zesser strives to justify to his daughter his long absence from this blog.
It’s true, she’s having none of it, but maybe you will!
In which Papa Zesser acknowledges and celebrates your 200th day on Earth.
Where has the time gone, by darling daughter?
In which Papa Zesser looks back upon an encounter with Saint Nicholas, and ponders the importance of being honest with one’s child balanced with the value of joyful myth.
