Here's Ezra from a few weeks back. It's funny, but his recent conversion to walking has already seen him shed some weight from those cheeks...
So there I was, arm hooked up to the machine, watching my plasma swirl away into a bag while the morning news dribbled across the screen like a bad fever dream. And what were they showing? A "riot" in Melbourne, allegedly. The sort of riot where the real thugs wear body armour, carry pepper spray and look like they just walked off the set of RoboCop. The people they were beating? A ragtag crew of teenagers and old hippies—probably fresh out of a drum circle, still smelling of patchouli. But sure, let's call it a riot. Now, here's where it really gets good. I mentioned this spectacle to a few people later, thinking maybe they'd share my outrage or, at the very least, give a damn. But no. What did I get instead? A smirk, a chuckle, and—oh, the pièce de résistance—"You should really just let it go." Let it go? Yeah, let me uncork a nice, overpriced cup of coffee, sit back with my legs crossed, and soak in the latest reality TV trash. Why bother caring when ...
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A hug for him and for Henry too!!!!!
Is he really walking unaided?
You know that here in Iran we do not have much blue eyed! most of people are brown but my 2 years old cousin is blue eyed :)
Priyanka, "gublu gublu", I'll have to remember that!
Roddy, videos soon!
Sarah, I don't know where he got the blue eyes from. Not from my side anyway, we're all brown eyed...
Keep them Precious until then.
Oh poor Roddy...so long away from his darling grandsons! At least you get to see them here...as I do! My favourite time of the day, checking to see if there are any photos of H and Ez...!!! I think they are both gublu gublu too.