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Some cause happiness wherever they go; others whenever they go.


Here he is again, full of beans as usual. Well, that's actually not quite true. It would be more appropriate to say that he is full of apple, pear and pumpkin.

Yes, the littlest, Aussie-est, battler-iest baby going around is utilising both of his teeth to gnaw away on all new sorts of tucker.

Like a shark, this lad is developing a taste for all sorts of scrumptious morsels, and once he starts – Pringles or not – he just can’t stop! It cannot be pure coincidence that since branching out into new forms of grub, Ezra has been sleeping for hours at a time.

Moreover, I am mighty thankful that this has happened right now, for I fear the consequences of the unceasing media fellatio on the dearly departed A-grade wanker and professional make-believe artist, Heath Ledger. Seriously people, the guy played dress-ups for a living. You’d be forgiven for thinking that he’d developed the vaccine for polio with all the hype going on right now.

Comments

Julie said…
This sort of coverage gives me the dry rots, too. Like them trying to convince us that the chick married to the Nashville singer chappie can actually act ...
brattcat said…
Your photographs are pretty fabulous. Your commentary's not too shabby either.
Nancy said…
Your baby is beautiful! You've got a lot of talent Kris - keep taking pictures...
Priyanka Khot said…
Ezra is so so so cute.... i could just cuddle him all day long... how do jen and u get any work done?
Anonymous said…
What an adorable child! This is a great shot and expresses tons of Joy... thanks for visiting my site.

Blessings!
Christina Klas
Tillicum Daily Photo
Sue said…
I see a bug catcher in the background...Cody LOVED his bug catcher. He actually wore his first one out!!!
Kris McCracken said…
Julie, ooh I hate her so too!

Brattcat, the kids do all the work. I just watch.
Kris McCracken said…
Nancy, I will, don't worry!

Priyanka, we struggle through...
Kris McCracken said…
Christina, I've an even better photo lined up today!

Sue, we've already had our first casualty unfortunately. Hercules the grasshopper didn't pull through...

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