You might start to see far fewer photos on Mondays. That’s because in my time with Ezra, my camera is often the last thing on my mind. The first thing on my mind is: “Oh shit! Don’t burn the house down!” or “Give me that knife!” or “We go down the stairs feet first, not head first, buddy!” or “Yeah, spit out that rock. I’m sure it doesn’t taste good!”
This week, Ezra turned into not just a toddler, but one of those nutso Toddlers With A Death Wish. As you can tell from above, he was reaching for knives, heading down the stairs headfirst and eating dirt and rocks. He also was lighting all the stove burners, trying to stick his fingers into electrical sockets, playing with the fireplace poker and slamming the kitchen cabinets (narrowly avoiding his own fingers).
Now, before you start telling me how to be a better parent, know that we have childproofed the sockets, the cabinets and the stove handles (now that he’s reaching for them). We have attached furniture to walls and yes, we have babygates. But you can only do so much. The whole world is not childproofed, and we can’t be expected to be at the top of our game at all hours of the day. However, that is exactly what we are attempting and it is EXHAUSTING.
(Sidenote: I learned this week that as rad as I thought Saturday morning cartoons were as a kid, I now understand that they are WAY BETTER for the adults who can get a break while the kids are sucked into an entertainment vortex.)
But I don’t want this post to sound like parenting is all bad and tired and yada yada. There have been some fantastic moments this week.
Like the fact that we can now lay Ezra down in bed, say “It’s time to go night night” and leave the room with him drifting off to sleep about 1 minute later. That is like a miracle from the heavens right there. Also? He’s still adorable, and his laughter is amazing, especially when he gets so excited that he claps his hands while laughing. And lastly, watching this kid splash in the tub while laughing and smiling is way more fun than I ever dreamed of. So there are bright spots as well. But we still have to keep him from drowning, despite his best efforts. We are seriously saving his life every single day. Kinda like superheroes.
With that, here are some photos from the week.
For some reason, as much as The Kid was loving danger, he hated the swing this week.
Then, five minutes after leaving the park, this is what happened. Oh.
These Saturday morning cartoons are GENIUS. Yeah kid. Keep trying to reach into that box of light and wonder.