Happy Halloween

The part of The Tiger was played this year by Ezra .....grrrrrrrrrr
Did you know that tigers howl at the moon? Well, this one does.
Looking for tiger treats.....
Since E's not yet eating bags of sugary treats, he gets "treated" to doggy kisses from the neighbor dog, Pronto.
Tiger trails to you.....

The Sweet Sounds of Ezra's House

Momma gifted this drum to Ezra last Christmas. Look at our little guy here, just about 8 months old, singing a sweet song....something like, "ga ga."


Well, watch out people, the boy's got a different tune these days.


No commentary needed.













Happy Birthday to Po! This drum's for you.

Pumpkin Time of Year

This will be Ezra's second pumpkin. But, this is the first one he picked out himself. Saturday we set out for a foggy Half Moon Bay, enduring heavy traffic to enjoy a little Pumpkin Harvest Festival at Arcata Farms. We found that E is quite a particular kind of guy about his pumpkins, amongst other things.....
First off, we had to take in all the orange.
We went through mazes of corn stalks to get to this one....The One.
Ezra and his pumpkin go on a wagon ride.
No, wait! No sitting, I wanna push!
And, heck, give me the keys! I might as well drive too!

Over The River and Through the Woods...

To Grandmother's house we go....

Phew! 8+ hours both ways. Just E and Mommy. It was quite an adventure.

First, E was such a trooper. He would sit in the back reading his books (The Very Busy Spider, Trucks, Goodnight Gorilla) in between stops. Grandma lives on the other side of the Sierra Nevadas so we got to see some really beautiful sites on the way.

After treking through the mountains for 8 hours or so, traveling as high as 9000 feet, we made it to grandma's house all in one piece.

We had many adventures playing in the parks and in grandma's back yard.

We went to Laws Railroad Museum and rang the bell of Engine #9. He also got to sit in a little model car and pretend to drive it. Bells and steering wheels....a big, big deal.

We went for a hike up at South Lake where we were able to really hear an echo. We had a lot of fun screaming really loud to hear the echo bounce off the mountains. I am sure the black bears didn't appreciate it. All the way home when E would see mountain ranges he would yell, "echo." It was an amazing hike. All of the aspen trees were changing colors. It was gorgeous.

E got to play with his cousin Sierra. E was enamoured with her! She read books to him and chased him around the house until he fell asleep.




Although it was really hard at times missing Momma and all, we both had a great time creating our little rituals while away. For instance, Mommy would get coffee in the morning at Spellbinder Bookstore's little cafe, Black Sheep. We would sit and read books and E would run around the store greeting everyone that came in. "Hi!"

But, the highlight of the trip definitely was the utensil drawer at Grandma's house. For some reason, Grandma has about 15 spatulas. And, the day we left, I think each one of them were in different places inside and outside the house. Before collapsing into bed one night, there were three strategically placed on the bed. That was also the case for the cans of cat food. Grandma said there were a few cans of cat food hiding out in the rose garden. E likes to reorganize. The world according to E.



We are so happy to be home with Momma and Burton. Momma is refreshed from getting good sleep and time to herself. I think it took us about 5 minutes to wreck all of her hard work cleaning the house. Burton seemed adjusted and ready to deal with E chasing him around the house.

We celebrated yesterday by going to Crissy Field for probably one the last nice days of the year. It was perfect. So glad to have the family together again.

A Day Without E

Normally Jackie writes our posts, but on Tuesday she took E on a mammoth car trip to go visit grandma. So this week has been quiet for me.

I have to admit, going to bed and not waking up until Burton wanted to see his food at 4:30 was a bit of a treat. Turning on the lights to shower was another. But coming home to a quiet and somewhat dreary apartment that looked just as I'd left it that morning was sad. No food under the table. No sand on the floor. No boy running through the place screaming 'NA NEE' at the top of his lungs. Sad. Grandma gets all the good stuff.

This morning before I went to work, I put on his Justin Roberts CD -- I Chalk, Meltdown, Maybe the Monster -- and jumped up and down for a while as I looked at the earlier posts in this blog. Too many days without E.