A line in The Godfather reminds us to “Never go against the family.” I learned that one the hard way, well of course not as hard as if I were actually in the mafia. I lost the bet. I should never have bet against my son. I should have known that this incredibly persistent child would soon be walking. But I also kind of figured betting against him was like betting against my favorite team. Either way, you win. For my punishment of “going against the family,” I will now have to bake a pie. Never done that before. Still better than the original bet, which was nixed by the wife. Fortunately. Here’s the video.