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Traditionalists are pessimists about the future and optimists about the past.


Here is Ezra back when he was a little angel, and not the grizzling, snotty, always into cupboards and drawers, toy scattering domestic terrorist that we've been faced with most evenings.

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Roddy said…
Careful with the denigration. This is my grandson you are deriding. He looks like an angel to me.
9 July 2009 at 20:41
Sue said…
Ohhh...he's growing up and becoming a real child!
Him and Henry can start playing tag team with annoying you!
"Hey, Henry!!! I'm done with makin' a mess and screwin' with Dad's head....it's you turn now!! Just give me a yell when you're tired and I'll take over again!!!"
hahahaha
9 July 2009 at 22:50
SH -ic said…
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10 July 2009 at 01:56
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10 July 2009 at 01:57
mouse (aka kimy) said…
never saw that definition of pessimists and optimists before....like it!!!!

sweet pic
10 July 2009 at 12:42
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, he's not screeching here.
10 July 2009 at 13:14
Kris McCracken said…
Sue, they've already started.
10 July 2009 at 13:14
Kris McCracken said…
One Planet, I'm with Charlie!
10 July 2009 at 13:14
Kris McCracken said…
One Planet, bite him again!
10 July 2009 at 13:15
Kris McCracken said…
Kimy, it seems to capture it.
10 July 2009 at 13:15
yamini said…
Domestic Terrorist!! Ha ha ha ha ha!! Ez is sure looking like he is upto something in the picture.

BTW, you are getting better at the adjective game with each passing day. By the time Henry and Ezra leave college, you will have compiled your very own "McCracken Thesaurus On Children For Parental Use."

But I'm not sure how kids will react to that!!

I really liked Sue's take on the situation as well.
10 July 2009 at 14:44
Priyanka Khot said…
Only if terrorists were this cute... I would begin funding Al Qaeda.
10 July 2009 at 15:39
Roddy said…
This is one good looking kid. Sorry Henry, you are still up there in the looks department, but you are certainly going to have an uphill battle with your brother.
Not long now Ezra and it's your birthday.
You have to translate I'm afraid Kris.
10 July 2009 at 18:17
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, since I labelled him a terrorist, he has cleaned up his act a bit.
13 July 2009 at 14:11
Kris McCracken said…
Priyanka, Al Qaeda consider Ezra an infidel...
13 July 2009 at 14:13
Kris McCracken said…
Roddy, it is a family trait for the younger brother to be better looking than the older one.
13 July 2009 at 14:14
Roddy said…
You are probably right....However?
13 July 2009 at 17:03
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