their very own set in Flickr, but it wasn't really fair that he didn't have his own equivalent. Maybe not one of the world's most heinous wrongs, but nevertheless, this wrong has now been righted. Mostly for his grandmothers, of course.
They may also appreciate this little medley of video clips of The Ez, although these things really aren't for everyone. At the 20 second point, the video inexplicably goes into slow-mo, complete with Ella taking on a deep baritone as she says, "I....l o v e.....E z r a". It might seem creepy, but I think it's the best. No idea how the slick fade-in happened either.
Update: Reading this a couple of days later, I'm seeing that I've done our family's history a grave disservice by not noting how difficult these last few weeks with Ezra have been. We love the guy, of course, and I think we're doing a fine job with him overall...but this is not an enjoyable stage. He's managed to fill his waking hours (which greatly outnumber sleeping hours) mostly with screaming, crying, complaining and trying to maim himself. Refusing to eat, getting up way too early (and then wanting to nap at 7:30am), needing to be carried constantly, not doing anything independently (even though he can)...etc, etc. It just sucks. He's a baby, so of course none of it is his fault, and he obviously has some discomfort for whatever reason, but the whole package has us feeling seriously frayed.
He also crawled his first tentative steps today, but the joy of the milestone was somewhat lost in our fatigue and frustration. I just wanted to remember a bit of the other side, the part that doesn't show up in the gorgeous photos and cutesy videos. If we didn't know it would get easier and more fun, it would be fully depressing.