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Shallow men believe in luck, believe in circumstances. Real men believe in cause and effect.


So he was set to sleep through the night for a third straight night but a panicking mother worried about potential case of sudden infant death syndrome meant that he was awoken by accident at three in the morning.

Compounding the little bloke's poor start to the day was Henry trapping his finger in an old cassette deck that was on its way out of the house. In her panic, Jen forgot the location of the vital "Open" button (well, it was my old ghetto blaster). I managed to free him with the digit still attached, but seemingly not much worse off than a nasty bruise on his driving finger (the one that alerts other drivers and pedestrians to their own infractions).

Consequently, young Ezra has not really been on form today. Hence the pensive look.

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Me said…
awwwww so cute! Your blog is sweeeeeeet! :)
Priyanka Khot said…
I hope that Henry's finger gets better soon.

Ez does look pensive... but he is still adorable.
KL said…
Adddddddddoooooorrrrrrraaaaaabllllllllllle............
Cuuuuuuuuuuutttttttttttteeeeeeeeeeee..........
KL said…
Ok, this is also another classic shot that you can try to sell ;) :P
Kris McCracken said…
Mystical, I am glad that you think so, although I was aiming for savoury.
Kris McCracken said…
Priyanka, it was poor old Ezra's finger that got jammed.

Henry did scratch his leg rather nastily on something the other day, so they are both in the wars!
Kris McCracken said…
KL, Ezra says "thaaaaaaaaaaaannnnnnnnkkkkkkssssss".
Kris McCracken said…
KL, I am always open to offers!
yamini said…
Dear Ez looks like he is looking for his lost quota of sleep. Let him finish his sleep tonight Jen. He will be fine, dnt worry.
Priyanka Khot said…
Oh! I had missed 'Compounding'... All the hugs and kisses for Ez...

a few for Henry just in case he feels left out!
lemon said…
That is a p e r f e c t photo, I want to give him a big, tight hug!!
KL said…
A biiiiiiiiiggggggggg kiiiiiiiiissssssss....... and a biiiiiiiiiigggggg huuuuuuuuugggggggg...and a very dear "you are welcome" for Ezra.
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, he's been very good for a week now. Here's hoping that it sticks!
Kris McCracken said…
Priyanka, I gave Henry extra kisses all the way from Delhi last night!
Kris McCracken said…
Lemon, he'd like that.
Kris McCracken said…
KL, he is well mannered, my Ezra...

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