This will hurt me...

Sometimes - usually when he is cranky - he wants a cuddle even when he doesn't want a cuddle...

I kind of think that Ezra here resembles an evil genius. The faintly cocked wrist, the look of utter disdain, the ever so slight upturned nose. Yes, this is a fellow poised to push a button that will open a trapdoor, dropping some poor bugger into a vat of acid. Filled with crocodiles. With sub-machine guns. And poor dental hygiene.

Despite everything, I've had a good day today thus far. I'm ticking boxes left, right and centre. Still no cake though...