The Magic Five Hours

Awhile ago, my wife and I brought my son to the pediatrician for his sixth-month check up. “Your son is in the 90th percentile,” the doctor said with a smile, which made my fatherly pride swell up. Then she added, “in body weight.” I took...

The Magic Five Hours

Awhile ago, my wife and I brought my son to the pediatrician for his sixth-month check up. “Your son is in the 90th percentile,” the doctor said with a smile, which made my fatherly pride swell up. Then she added, “in body weight.” I took...