Zoe casts a spell

Zozo is back to her sweet self after a good nights sleep. I guess being woken up every hour to meet new people is not conducive to a happy baby. She seems to revel in the attention though. Here is Keith falling under her spell-a definite zombie snail in the making.


Nor was my father immune to her charms. He repeatedly told me that he "does not do diapers" and that after 4 children that's more than enough. Well Zoe had something to say about that.


The irresistible baby has cast her spell again. We are all just putty in her little hands, including my curmudgeony father, brother, and sister.





Max has given up all pretense of being the boss. He is now just a comfy bed for his daughter.