It has been almost two years to the day since Nolin and I experienced Day Zero. It was the day that the man Nolin becomes would  largely be shaped on the 8 hours that we spent in our first full father/son day. Now flash forward 720 days and add 70 more  hours of influential exposure and you have what I like to call Week Zero.

The sequel to my first solo parenting outing created the opportunity to be even more terrifying than the zombie apocalyptic thriller sequel 28 Weeks Later. Before they left, I think that Jenn and Grammy would have been more comfortable knowing that zombies were taking over than leaving Nolin completely in my care for four days.

In order to prevent a two-year old apocalypse, I was left with the following supplies and rules: Continue reading »