* Good morning. It’s 4:12 a.m. The neighbors’ yappy dogs have begun to bark. 4:12 a.m. and 15 seconds: Z wakes up crying. 4:12 a.m. and 20 seconds: The Ever-Suffering Mother (hey, that’s me!) retrieves crying child and deposits her into what can now be called The Family Bed (of Pain). 4:13 a.m.: Yappy dogs … Read more![]()
