Five

Today Ezra woke up at 6:17am, stood six inches from my face and said,

"I'm FIVE TODAY! And I growed overnight."

I marveled over his muscles and then we snuggled in bed.

Ezra's soul is one of the kindest I know. He and Iris do not fight. She will squawk in protest and he will give her whatever she wants/needs. They are complete partners in hijinks and maniacal laughter.

And his friends at school rush to him when we walk in the door (he usually needs a bit of space right away).

His love for all things astronauts and planets continues to grow from when he first discovered it at age two. His preschool teacher was amazed that he knew what an asteroid was and could name in order all of the planets.

Ezra's eyebrows have always tilted up with inquisition.

Eyebrows...

...up.

Eyebrows still up, and pretty much
the best picture ever.

He enjoys:

• Eating salads with ranch dressing
• Browsing the toy aisles
• Being tickled
• Wearing new t-shirts
• Going to the library
• Riding in the passenger seat if we're driving across a parking lot
• Swimming
• Snuggling with his blankie

He does not enjoy:

• Most vegetables
• Getting dressed in the morning
• The mean step sisters in Cinderella
• Flossing
• Staying in bed the first time I tuck him in
• Wearing a winter coat

I still remember getting the call from the nurse at our RE's office in early October 2007 telling us that the injections and ultrasounds and years and years of Medical Stuff had worked; that we were pregnant. I cried on our living room couch.

He is a gift.