This week was perhaps the craziest one yet.
We flew to Kansas to see my family with this little dude on my lap. You guys? He was SO AMAZINGLY GOOD. There was a short freak out once we landed on the second flight and were taxiing back to the gate (which took FOREVER) and Ezra got cranky and cried. But by then, I myself was getting cranky enough to cry, so I totally didn’t blame him. (By the way, this kid is loving his drool and blowing raspberries as you can see above.)
My favorite part of the weekend was watching Ezra meet my grandmother, his great grandmother. Seeing the both of them light up while gazing at each other was totally worth the stress of flying with a newborn.
You can see more photos below — I gotta wrap up and get some sleep. We returned today to a very sick collie and a sorta angry vizsla and a dog poop covered kitchen floor followed by dog vomit. So yeah. I’m exhausted.
I couldn’t leave out Miss Magda. This was her sleeping last week (in my bed which had been made before she arrived).
This is Ezra between flirting sessions with Nyberg, who loves to stop by and see the boy (which makes us super happy!).
These shots were from the trip. First off, look at how much crap we needed for three days in Kansas! Babies need so much stuff! (Strollers, car seats, extra clothes, diapers, etc etc etc) and the other shot is Ezra mid-flight. Happy guy, eh?
This is Ezra meeting Mimi, my grandmother. She turns 94 tomorrow! And she still lives on her own and is so impressive. I aspire to her level.
This is Ezra and my dad. Serious drool issues here. I’m pretty sure he’s hearing all about the first BB gun that my dad is gonna buy him.
Mimi and Ezra again.
And just a shot of the kid laughing and happy to be on his tummy.
For your internet share today, check out how air traffic control moves all these planes into the Atlanta airport during a thunderstorm. This looks like a crazy video game!