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A happy life consists not in the absence, but in the mastery of hardships.


It's Ezra, it's up close, and by christ I have a rotten headache. Camomile hasn't dented it, nor has paracetamol. This is going to take trading in the toddler for a goldfish.

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bARE-eYED sUN said…
ooops! there goes the carpet! :-)

drool stains are SO hard to remove! :-0

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.ero
Carola said…
Again: great title, great photo.
And I wonder were do you get the time from to post so much and so good.
Mo said…
Keep this one for his 16th birthday bash
yournotalone said…
Attend to your headache by drinking 2 l of water. While you drink it, tell your hart to send a harmonic signal to your brain and calm yourself down by being in silence for 5 mins and keeping communicating a balance out of you hart.

I know - it does not make any sense, however try it - the pain, if it is not a massive one, will go away after 15 minutes.
Kris McCracken said…
B-ES, it is if they're eating chocolate!
Kris McCracken said…
Carola, I have a pencil, pad and camera with me at all time.
Kris McCracken said…
Mo, we've got a few.
Kris McCracken said…
Aigars, next time I will try this!
yamini said…
Awesome photo of Ez!!!! the touch of drool is cute, i am sure he must have been enjoying the chocolate. I agree with Mo, do show this to Ez on his 16th birthday. He will be amused...
KL said…
Another adorable pic. Such a jovial chap.
Priyanka Khot said…
Whoa! those are some tempting cheeks... how I wish i could come to him and pull his cheeks and kiss him... awesome pics...

you do know what we want to see. :-)
Hallam said…
He looks like Jen in this photo I reckon.
USelaine said…
I've heard the headaches spike up again in about 12 or 13 years and stay for another 5 or more. If you live that long.
Have you read the Neil Gaiman book "The day I swopped my dad for a goldfish"?
Your kids might love it when their a little older...it's a kids picture book.
Kris McCracken said…
Yamini, we didn’t have any chocolate this Easter. The lads are going dairy free for a few weeks.
Kris McCracken said…
KL, he is an agreeable fellow.
Kris McCracken said…
Priyanka, he has very kissable cheeks.
Kris McCracken said…
Hallam, that’s just the drool…
Kris McCracken said…
Elaine, odds are I’ll be dead.
Kris McCracken said…
That is the chicken, I will have to look it up!

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