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Autumn is a second Spring when every leaf is a flower.


Here you can see Ez and myself looking suitably tired this very morning. Henry and Jen had a mother and son morning, while Ezra and I stayed home to do some autumn cleaning and grumble about the declining fortunes of the Latvian industrial economy.

To cheer ourselves up, we later went out and purchased one gross of rusks, a terrabyte of hard drive, a sausage and a bloody great pencil.

Seriously, the pencil is a foot long.

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Roddy said…
Looking at the picture, one would almost be inclined to think that Ezra and yourself are related. The resemblance is amazing.
What has happened to the baby that I brought home from the hospital last July?
You and Jen certainly know how to breed fast growing children.
I'm almost speechless.
5 April 2009 at 17:30
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, Ez never stops eating, so it is no wonder he is big.
5 April 2009 at 18:34
Roddy said…
Hey dad, I'll race you to the camera!
5 April 2009 at 19:09
Sue said…
I think each generation in the family since ours has been bestowed with the 'tall gene', Roddy.
Kris...Ezra is just more enchanting every time I see him.
5 April 2009 at 19:17
KL said…
This is absolutely hilarious picture....rofl........what father and son competing about who can make the grumpiest face :-D? Geez...this pic should be entered in some sort of photo competition or caption competition
5 April 2009 at 21:06
Anonymous said…
Kids are like that. Once they get a taste for good food and like it.
5 April 2009 at 21:32
Evening Light Writer said…
Wow, how did you get Ezra to pose like that? That is a great picture funny but in a serious sort of way. My mom said they only way to get us to eat her cooking was to get us good and hungry, then we'd eat pretty much anything!
5 April 2009 at 23:26
Kim said…
You both look delish in this shot, but Ez looks like he's getting more sleep. Perhaps the effect of aforementioned neighbors whose speaker wire should be ripped away and thrown in the drink before another weekend approaches. Just catching up with your posts and enjoying my Sunday coffee. Quite a pleasant combo. Laughing and pondering, and enjoying the photos,
-Kim
6 April 2009 at 04:50
Candie said…
Wonderful picture and expressions here!
6 April 2009 at 08:51
Hallam said…
You (Kris) really look like your father in this one.
6 April 2009 at 12:28
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, he would have won yesterday morning.
6 April 2009 at 13:02
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, good diet is the answer.
6 April 2009 at 13:02
Kris McCracken said…
Abe, Ez likes pretty much everything. Henry, not so much...
6 April 2009 at 13:03
Kris McCracken said…
Evening Light Writer, Ez doesn’t so much pose as simply be...
6 April 2009 at 13:03
Kris McCracken said…
Kim, Ezra definitely won the sleep contest that night.
6 April 2009 at 13:03
Kris McCracken said…
Candie, tired boys, we were.
6 April 2009 at 13:03
Kris McCracken said…
Hallam, that’s just about the cruellest thing you’ve ever said to me, and that’s quite a list!
6 April 2009 at 13:03
Babzy.B said…
I think that if you hadn't been tired the shot would have been less interesting , great portrait of dad and son ;)
6 April 2009 at 16:35
Kris McCracken said…
Babzy, tired very much captures the father/baby dynamic.
6 April 2009 at 18:41
lemon said…
axaxaxaxa, nice day you had, you two!!!
7 April 2009 at 05:20
KL said…
Who told you that you have won!!!!!!??????? No one can beat Ezra in anything. You go there, Ezra :-)...
7 April 2009 at 06:46
Kris McCracken said…
Lemon, it was a good day, all things considered.
7 April 2009 at 14:04
Kris McCracken said…
Steffe, and all on the timer!
7 April 2009 at 14:05
Kris McCracken said…
KL, I make the rules.
7 April 2009 at 14:06
yamini said…
Awesome shot!!!! seriously. Ez resembles u very much.
The concept of the photograph is interesting.
8 April 2009 at 15:31
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, Ezra is strikingly handsome, I agree!
10 April 2009 at 18:25
yamini said…
Ha ha ha!!! u remember a certain word called "humility" lying somewhere in a dictionary??? I think not.. ;)
13 April 2009 at 20:48
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, humility is for the meek.
15 April 2009 at 09:04
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