First Father's Day

Baby, whom we thought was immune to such things, has her first cold. Whether brought on by allergies, teething, a combination of the two, or something else entirely, she is in the throes of it – with a fever and an amazingly productive nose. Given how uncomfortable she seems to be, her disposition is sunnier than mine would be, singing and talking as much as she ever has. She and her mom made me strawberry pancakes for Father’s Day and it was wonderful to be at the breakfast table with them.