Peace begins with a smile.

Here is the little bloke just this evening. I thought that you'd like this one.

He's just a little different to when I first met him properly.

Or when he first came home.

Or when he used to sleep in the bath.

Or when he'd sleep on me.

Or when he first let me know that he wanted to be a dictator when he grew up.

Or when he started to smile.

Or when he first let Henry hold him.

Or when he amused us all with his Mr Humphries impression.

Or the delight he takes in bathing with his brother.

Or in his conquering of the mountain.

Or in his shift towards more stable kinds of leadership.

You have to forgive my waltzing down memory lane you see, because dear little Ezra™ is officially six months old today!