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What is wanted is not the will to believe, but the wish to find out, which is the exact opposite


Two balloons, one little bloke with a plan. Dare he dream that one day he shall fly?

Well, flying may be a bit further off, but this young man is now an excellent crawler, with an urge to explore all areas of the house. Dark rooms fear him not, nor cupboards, beds, toilets or washing machines. Indeed, he's already seen more of the laundry than many adults I can think of!
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Babzy.B said…
Hang him to many ballons i'm sure he will lift off ;)
14 May 2009 at 22:11
Carola said…
Oh, thats a photo. It's a story, it's great.
14 May 2009 at 22:11
Candie said…
wow,really cool picture!
14 May 2009 at 22:21
freefalling said…
That IS a great photo.
And what's that mail boxy thing?
You can get toy mail boxes?
15 May 2009 at 07:25
Roddy said…
Two Luft balloons. They certainly have Ezra looking skywards.
15 May 2009 at 19:10
KL said…
Did you get those balloons on your b'th day? Balloons with a robot in the front - I am pretty sure Ez was thinking something more serious than just some mere thoughts of flying. Perhaps he was thinking about building space-ships or robotic pilots!?
15 May 2009 at 21:29
Dina said…
A classic picture. I love it.
I love Ezra.
16 May 2009 at 21:45
Priyanka Khot said…
Man with a plan... will he take me for a ride too... i promise to pack a tasty meal :-)
18 May 2009 at 02:59
Jackie said…
I love this picture. He looks very wistful. I guess balloons do that to a boy.
18 May 2009 at 06:39
Kris McCracken said…
Babzy, that will eventually be the plan.
19 May 2009 at 11:08
Kris McCracken said…
Carola, it was a very good day.
19 May 2009 at 11:10
Kris McCracken said…
Candie, he loves balloons.
19 May 2009 at 11:10
Kris McCracken said…
Freefalling, you can get toy ANYTHING these days. We are members of the Playgroup Association’s “toy library”, so regularly rotate stuff every fortnight. It’s a great thing.
19 May 2009 at 11:10
Kris McCracken said…
KL, no birthday balloons, just balloons because the boys like them, I need no occasion to spoil them!
19 May 2009 at 11:10
Kris McCracken said…
Dina, he is a loveable man.
19 May 2009 at 11:10
Kris McCracken said…
Priyanka, count me in too.
19 May 2009 at 11:11
Kris McCracken said…
Jackie, and a man too...
19 May 2009 at 11:11
yamini said…
lovely photograph.
Ezra certainly is thinking of more than just flying.
He is thinking of what to do while flying up there with pretty damsels.
21 May 2009 at 20:33
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, he is a deep thinker.
23 May 2009 at 09:33
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