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Three blokes under a cliff minding their own business. Spring Beach, Orford. Tasmania's East Coast. July 2012.

It's a very special Theme Thursday today, but one filled with many DISTRACTIONS.

It is young Ezra's birthday today, you see. Yes, my dear little baby boy is FOUR!

FOUR!

Where did the time go?

That's the problem with time. Life is so full of DISTRACTIONS that you sometimes fail to notice that every second time is ticking away and suddenly it's 2012, you're thirty-five years old and your teeny-weeny baby is FOUR.

It doesn't seem that long ago that he was a mere 27 seconds old an in his mother's arms (you can click here and view the original post).

Or the time on his first birthday when he tried to eat the candle (you can see that post here).

Or the time on his second birthday when he nearly took off because of all the balloons he was holding (click to see that here)?

Or even the day of his third birthday, where we demonstrated the extend of our esteem by purchasing bananas even though we found ourselves amidst the Great Banana Shortage of '11 (click here)?

As for this year, well, who knows what might DISTRACT us before the day is out?
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Location: Spring Beach, TAS 7190, Australia

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Mrsupole said…
Happy Birthday Ezra!!!

Hope your day is very special and you birthday wishes comes true.

Have a great day!
19 July 2012 at 22:05
Mrsupole said…
Hi Kris,

It is funny how distracted we can become and then before we know it the time has flown on by.

If you feel bad, just think of me, I just realized that my youngest just turned 35 a few days ago. It just seems like it wasn't all that long ago that I was changing her diapers. Although I do think I try to ignore her age so that way I can ignore mine. LOL, it fails every time I look in a mirror.

Love the picture of the three men sitting there enjoying life. That is one that is worth framing.

Happy TT distraction story here, enjoyed it a lot.

God bless.
19 July 2012 at 22:10
joanne said…
Lovely family post....
20 July 2012 at 00:59
Anonymous said…
Oh happy birthday to Ezra! Beautiful story!
20 July 2012 at 01:20
Catch My Words said…
Happy birthday, Ezra. I know what you mean about the time passing quickly. My little boy is now 24 years old.


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22 July 2012 at 06:36
Roddy said…
Three good looking blokes at that too.
24 July 2012 at 19:15
Kris McCracken said…
Thanks all. The four years seems to have zipped by!
25 July 2012 at 16:23
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