Portrait of misery, and a dog who could not give less of a shit, please just make that thing stop whining already.
So Ezra is either teething again -- canines? is it too early for those? my children seem to sprout teeth at a hyper-accelerated schedule, as most of Ezra's playmates have like, three teeth and he's sitting in his high chair expertly gnawing on a Porterhouse with his back molars, and expresses his affection for people by trying to eat them -- or he might just need to poop. Yes, it's a real medical mystery over here. Symptoms include truncated naps, general fetchiness, insatiable appetite for pot roast.
Oh, and this. This? I do not mind so much.
In fact, I think it's time for some more of this, since he looks like he's about 30 seconds away from falling asleep fast first in his pot roast and peas. He's all smelly and meatgreasy. Delicious.
PS. Don't forget to enter the Shutterfly contest by Monday morning. Since yes, it requires ACTUAL EFFORT AND THINGS, your odds of ACTUAL WINNING are really good. Plus, it's fun to snoop through y'all's photo books. They're like medicine cabinets, in a way.
PPS. Also, both Amalah and Mamapop have groups over at Savvy Source. It's like a Facebook fan page without the "fan" connotation, which I totally hate. There's like, book and toy and activity recommendations, and you can totally use your Facebook profile to join so it's all easy and stuff. So say hi and welcome to complete and utter social media overload, mwa ha ha.