Archive for January, 2014

Ezra had his 15 month check up and despite having an idiot for a mother who thought for some reason there were no shots given at this check-up {um, they give pretty much ALL of the shots at this check-up} you handled them like a champ. You actually cried longer when the nurse had the gall to hold your arm gently to your side while she took your underarm temp, which goes to prove what I have suspected all along, that righteous indignation ranks way higher up on your Toddler Importance Barometer than actual physical pain does. Here are your stats:

Height: 31.5 inches 61%

Weight: 22lb 12oz 49%

Head: 18.5 55%

All these numbers really mean is that you’re growing perfectly delicious fat rolls for me to nomnomnom. Good job, baby.


The good:

After a terrible 2.5 weeks at the beginning of the month, filled with painfully swollen gums and a double ear infection, Ezra has been feeling much better and has rediscovered his ability to self-soothe and play independently in bursts throughout the day.

The awful food throwing habit may have lost its appeal. {Knock on all of the wood, Internet, ALL OF IT.} I have removed his tray and transitioned his high chair to sit up to the big table with us. I put his food on a plate and give him a fork which he holds proudly in one hand, sometimes using it as a comb, while he eats with the other hand. The first few attempts have been mostly successful and while I don’t really mind feeding him as he runs around, I’d like to get him in the habit of eating at the table, but only if he’s not going to waste a third of our weekly groceries.


After a lovely phase where he’d grab the book out of my hands and throw it every time I opened one to read to him, Ezra is back on The Books and is really getting into storytime. YEA!

His laugh when he’s trying to be silly is an adorable HUH-HAH produced in the back of his throat and I dare anyone to keep a straight face while he’s doing it.

Loves his pets. Luna begrudgingly tolerates him and Fawkes is indifferent but Monk truly loves him, seeks him out and engages with him. And she is by far the most surly of the three so it warms my heart when I see her playfully swish her tail across his face and then flop down at his feet so he can snuggle her belly.

Ez is starting to get into cars which is both good and bad. For one, I’m ready to get rid of some of the clunkier baby toys currently clogging up my living room that he seems to be outgrowing. On the other hand, cars seem to procreate in their bin and spread across the floor like wildfire and OUCH, they hurt to step on.

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The bad:

Trash cans.

Pretty sure he threw our book-light away and god-knows what else has been unwittingly tossed since Ezra’s obsession with trash cans began. We try to keep the bathroom door shut but with two other kids in the house that doesn’t always happen. Also he’s figured out how to snake his arm through the safety locked kitchen trash so I’ve found a number of decidedly NON-trash items in there as well. Until I break this habit, we are now stuck giving the trash a thorough once over before we carry it out to the big bin, which is… lovely.


Had his first time out! It was rather adorable, although he probably thinks differently. It arose due to the aforementioned trash obsession. Right when he figured out how to get his arm thought the small opening in the safety lock, he started a fun game called “going shopping”. Trash shopping. When the garbage is full enough he is able to pull out all sorts of goodies like banana peels, hardened bread crusts, wrappers covered in old food, etc. etc. On his first offense, where I discovered him with a banana peel in hand, surrounded by an assortment of items covered in some sort of…goo… I gave him a firm but loving “No Garbage” as I shook my finger in the direction of the garbage can {which in hindsight, probably looked like I was pointing to it excitingly, and declaring its awesomness} then I quickly picked up the mess, washed his hands and went back to folding laundry. Two minutes later he came back with a happy grin and a strawberry in his mouth. “Huh, how did you get a strawbe—–NONONONONO! GROSS, BABY!!!!!!!” I peeled the mushy, moldy, half-eaten from yesterday’s lunch berry from his firm grip, squishing the soggy thing all over both of our hands and once I had us both cleaned up I led him to the garbage and maybe a little more firmly, maybe a little less lovingly, told him NO GARBAGE, BABY. NO. NOT FOR BABY. He whimpered a little at my harsher tone but we seemed to have come to some sort of agreement so I brought him in the living room with his toys and I foolishly went back to the laundry. To no ones surprise, .0004 seconds later I heard him haul-ass into the kitchen but this time I was onto him and I caught him shoulder deep in the cabinet. He knew he was busted. In true toddler form he defaulted to tried and true tactics and immediately started to fake cry, in a sorry attempt to gain my sympathy for which I HAD NONE. I took his hand in mine, firmly repeated NO GARBAGE CAN and walked him over to the bottom step where he sat whimpering. At the end of his stair imprisonment {45 seconds or so} I leaned down and said I loved him but not when he was covered in trash so to knock that shit off. Then I gave him a hug. We all learned a little something, I think. Well, except for him. He still likes to sneak into the fucking trashcan.


Teeth. You have three eye teeth to go and you’ll be DONE with teething until 2ish so I’m just hoping those suckers come in soon and swiftly because your mouth has dominated what kind of day we’re all going to have for the last 4 months and I’m just very, very over it. Plus, your poop is disgusting. No, really. Soso gross. {I would like to give you a firm and hearty THANKS for the days you hold it all in until daddy comes home. Don’t think that kind of thing goes unnoticed.}

He must have had a growth spurt in the last 2 weeks because he can now reach a ton of contraband on our shelves and counters that was previously safe-zoned. His siblings are quickly noticing their tried and true safe spots for their DS’s, iPod and iPads are no longer working. Mayhem has ensued, which, I’m pretty sure, was your plan all along.


Books! His favs are Cats, Little Gorilla, Tickle Time, Five Little Monkeys, Pajama time, Blankie, Hey! Wake up, Touch and Feel Baby Animals, and Peek-A-Who.

Blanky snuggles.

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String cheese, grapes, blueberries, strawberries, hot dogs, peanut butter, bagels.

Playing blocks, especially the block train.

His trampoline, good for jumping and taking a little rest with blanky.

Reading and being silly with his big sister.

Sword fights with his big brother.


Ap-ple cheeks! Ap-ple cheeks! {Take it easy though, Baby. Mama’s cheeks are getting sore.}

Unplugging the wi-fi which he totally does on purpose for the sole purpose of messing with his mother. {STOP IT, BABY!}

The siren on his fire engine. {There is a special place in hell for the maker of this toy.}

Oh, Ezzie. This is all going by too too fast. My favorite this month? At the end of each day you and dad have your special bedtime routine. You have finally started uttering some semi-intelligible words including nigh-nigh which you say to me with a little wave after we blow each other kisses as I leave you two for stories and snuggles.  It is the sweetest moment of my day. We love you so much Ezzer.



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Alright. I wanted to do a big holiday recap but for all but the first 2 days of our break, Ez was sick. We thought it was that his mouth was exploding with 4 molars and an eye tooth but after a week of sososo much green mucus, the fevers started in and then he quit sleeping, like, ever. I’m of the school of thought that When Thou Taketh Sick Children to thy Doctor, Thine Sick Children get Sicker, so I always do the wait and see method but this boy has been so miserable for so long, Bill and I packed him up and sat in urgent care for an hour before the doctor could see him. Of course he perked up when we got there, the Tylenol had knocked his fever down and all he wanted to do was run around and lick every germy surface he could get his mouth on so Bill and I just traded him back and forth, attempting to contain his toddleriness while exchanging knowing looks of GOD THIS IS TOTALLY AND COMPLETELY POINTLESS. However! He had a big fat infection in both ears so we are now on day 4 of antibiotics which will hopefully clear up one problem, the other being his teeth which I’m pretty sure will plague us til the END OF DAYS.

Anyway! I wasn’t able to accomplish a ton because of a screamy baby and two very squirrely children but I did finally manage to compile my November and December Flickr sets. November was pretty great {as Novembers go… it is NOT my favorite month} so I did get out a few times. December was pathetic. I don’t think I picked up my 7d more than a handful of times, but I’m so grateful for my iphone to capture the little moments, especially because all the best stuff seems to happen in shitty light and I am not practiced enough to navigate through my settings to get the shots I want, so the phone was my lifesaver this season.

Here they are:

November 2013

One of my favorites:


December 2013

One of my favorites:


This leads me to my next project which I started January 1. I follow a few instagram accounts that do 365 projects and was inspired to attempt my own this year. I’m only 8 days in but it has motivated me to pick up my big camera and capture small stuff every day. I know there will be days when I’m gonna regret this but so far it’s been a great experience. Here are my favorites from the past week…

day2 day3a day4 day7

I tried to focus on Rowan because I knew once school and dance started up again, my opportunities for photographing her would be sparse, plus she is sort of temperamental about getting her photo taken so I have to snap her when I can because I never know when she’ll let me do it again.

I have a lot of stuff in the works right now, both personally and for our family. {This is where I confess I’m cheating on this blog with a new tumblr blog that will be used to work through the massive overhaul of everything I’m stupidly attempting.} We have a BIG 2014 coming at us. The words for this year are WORK HARD. It’s going to be nuts but I’m hoping that thisĀ  365 project and my monthly shoot compilations will be a good reminder of all the good parts of our lives together, it is pretty super kaduper after all.

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