Finding His Voice

A few weeks ago, Z (when he wasn’t crying) was a silent baby.  A beautiful baby.  A curious baby.  An observant baby.  But mostly silent.

Now he’s finding his voice.

One would hope it would sound like a combination of angels speaking gibberish and Pavarotti singing opera.

In reality, it often sounds more like this.

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