This will hurt me...

Wouldn't you like to just give those lips a great big kiss?

No, there's been no air raid warning and as far as I know North Korea are not attacking. In fact, Ezra has chosen to sleep under his bed because of an all-too infrequent Hobart heat wave a couple of weeks back...

One benefit of sleeping with your door open is that it can afford a nice photo opportunity every now anf again...

[Please note: no poisoned apples were used in the construction of this photograph.]

One of the luxuries of never having to drive is the advantage of having a nap without killing everybody .

Here is Australia's littlest hobo having a nap. Isn't he adorable? Even moreso given that he isn't a) whining; b) covered in snot and drool; c) screeching; d) pulling my hair; or e) poking me in the eye.

This is the bit where I tell you that Ez is so cute because he looks like me. He's asleep here, and fingers crossed that the same will be true by the time this post hits the 'net!

Sometimes a bloke can be a bit groggy when he first gets up. The mind is generally cloudy, reactions slow and muted. It's at this point that I like to shove a camera in someone's face.

So we've bought this massive great bed for Henry months ago, but he prefers the cot. Meanwhile Ez is stuck in a portacot waiting for the cot to be freed up when hippie hair Henry moves to the big boy bed . I'm thinking Ezra will be in that bed first, myself...

Ezra has a James Dean in East of Eden kind of vibe going on here. No, there's no Cain and Abel subtext, and he's not even interested in fast cars, but at the very least, he's the right height! While Ez remains an ebullient character, with a foudroyant smile, a mellifluous laugh, has even added the fine art of waving to his oeuvre, his recent tendency towards equal parts wailing and sleeping during 'nap time' in the day is rapidly wearing thin.

Man, our place at the moment is just like that Kevin Costner movie Il Postino , you know, the one with the post-apocalyptic dystopian word of Chilean poets in exile and Italian communists infiltrating the postal service. So, yeah, here is Ez getting in the mail.

Go on then, here's another sleeping baby for your enjoyment... Henry has a new trick now. Every time that you tell him off, he looks up and somehow increases the size of his eyes by around thirty percent. He then blinks a few times to generate a teary-eyed appearance, and follows with "Henry loves you so much , Daddy". I would be appaled if I wasn't impressed at his early - however crude - grasp of emotional manipulation. He's a chip off the old block all right!

This is one of those "sleeping baby" things that you've probably heard about. Take a good look, it doesn't last very long right at the moment... And yes, Jen knitted that cardigan. If I'm not mistaken, it is a mix of cotton and (would you believe it) bamboo.