Ah man, there is much sadness around here for a couple of reasons today. For starters, our little man is sick with Coxsackie. Yup....you read it correctly, Coxsackie. He doesn't have the sniffles or a cough. He has Coxsackie. It's not a major thing, but he is pretty irritable and refuses to eat. And, well, you've seen our boy. He rarely turns down the nosh.
We were to be jetsetters today, making our way to NYC to see family and friends. Some who have never met Ezra.
So much to be sad about. Ezra is playing some blues on his new Hilo ukulele. Yes, he calls it his "deetar." And, yes, he is singing the Coxsackie blues.
We send lots of kisses and hugs to you all back East. We all have really big pouty lips and heavy hearts right now.
Letter to my son, five years gone
8 years ago
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