Ezra Jude, Ezra Jude, I Love You!

Ezra is almost 4 1/2 and has a fun and quirky personality. He brings us much laughter as he learns about life and living. Every day, he reminds me that when he turns 5, he gets to go to kindergarten. I think he's going to be disappointed on May 11th, when he realizes that kindergarten doesn't start the second he turns 5, but rather, in the Fall of his 5th year.

Ezra loves to play soccer. Last week Grandma sent a box full of goodies, including some shin guards - or as Ezra calls them - his shinder guards. He wears them almost constantly... you never know when there might be a pick up game of soccer, and it's always best to be prepared.

Last week I was giving Obed a bottle and I needed to attend to Asher's needs. Ezra loves to be a helper. He said, "I can help mommy." So I sat Obed down on Ezra's lap and he fed Obed his bottle while I helped Asher finish up his business.

Yesterday we were getting ready to head out the door for church, and Ezra was running behind. When he finally came out of his room, he said he was ready. We look around and he's got his tools in his "tool belt" - which rather than having a belt that holds tools, I guess he thought a tool belt was actually a belt made out of tools. Ezra thought there might be some work to do at church and so he thought his tools a necessary part of heading out the door.