It’s been almost seven years since we sat Gloria down for an infant passport photo session. We’ve been much less on the ball to get Micah and Ezra their first passports, but on the plus side it was easy to get quality photos of the kids. Even for sometimes squirmy Ezzy did great, and we had a blast doing line-ups in front of the white kitchen door.
While the tools we used last time to print our own photos are now defunct, there are still online options that will quickly crop and then layout two passport photos onto a 4×6 sized JPEG.
The subsequent appointment to drop off our applications required a bit more patience, but we are now in possession of a full set of passport books and ready for Grandma Judy’s birthday cruise next summer. Look at those punims!
Since we’ve returned from Europe I’ve noticed that Micah and Ezra are playing very well together, including each other in their activities, and initiating lots of hugs (in both directions). It’s especially gratifying to watch Micah play along with Ezra’s imaginative play and letting his brother be “the leader” at times.
“Cooking” at Powell Barnett Park
Musical book time!
Camping together at grandma’s
U District park buddies
This morning I found them playing together with some empty boxes in the office – Micah had put one of his K’nex motors into the box and was flying his “plane.” Fortunately I was quick enough with the video to catch this morning’s action:
All good pilots need to brush before school
While we had gotten to celebrate Gloria’s birthday with family earlier this week, today Gloria got to party with her friends at OmCulture. It was a fun-filled afternoon of gymnastics, dress-up, and ice cream cake!
As a special treat, Lauren also captured a classic video of Micah. Micah has always seemed to have a natural desire to dance. There are times that we’ll be listening to music or singing together and I’ll look over to see Micah’s hips moving subconsciously. This afternoon was another one of those moments, take a look for yourself:
Micah shakes it off
Taking a horseriding break from circus play
Our cute little Ezzysaurus
Time to cut the cake. It’s good to be seven!
For your viewing pleasure:
I can’t believe our first child turned seven this week. We celebrated both before and after camp today. In the morning we gave Gloria her gifts after breakfast, and I think we did ok since she looked at me with a big smile and said “This was exactly what I wanted for my birthday. I don’t know how I could ever thank you enough!”
Good morning birthday girl!
Opening Micah’s gift of Boxcar Children
And three more from Ezra
Beanie Boos she expressed interest in the week before with Lauren
At camp her teachers had decorated her cubby, and then at Gloria’s request we had dinner out at Tutta Bella, home of pizza, meatballs, and gelato (who could ask for more?). Gloria seemed very happy today (and so grown up!).
Pizza (and meatballs and beet salad) time!
Chocolate has been Gloria’s favorite Tutta Bella gelato choice for many years, often paired with a meatball and/or parmesan cheese
Earlier this Spring, they did a Picasso series at Gloria’s school. Their final project was a self portrait. Gloria brought hers home this week, and it’s now hanging in our office.
As part of our bedtime routine, Gloria and I exchange our “favorite part of the day.” Tonight I told Gloria I was proud of how generous she is with her brothers, citing the example of when she gave most of her grape juice to Ezra tonight:
GLORIA: How full was Ezra’s glass?
ME: 3/4, or maybe more like 7/8.
GLORIA: Daddy, what’s an eighth?
ME: Half of a quarter.
GLORIA: So Ezra had 3.5 quarters.
ME: Yes! How did you determine that?
GLORIA: Well, to divide seven in half you take 3 and 3 and split the 1 in half, so then half of seven is 3 1/2, so 7/8 is 3.5 quarters.
I think it’s fair to say she gets the concept of fractions.
Gloria’s Sunday school teacher sent us this end of year feedback on our daughter. I couldn’t be more proud of her:
Gloria is such a great kid. She is definitely the classroom cheerleader. She is the first person to say something kind to a fellow classmate, or encourage their work/answer. On one of the last few days, a fellow classmate was struggling with a project and she went and helped him immediately. It got to the point where she was helping about half the class, because her project was so much more advanced than everyone else’s and she wanted to help them catch up. It was so incredibly sweet and helpful! I have never heard a negative thing come out of her mouth. She is so warm and caring and it’s genuinely such a pleasure to see. If I decide to join in on a project that the kids are doing, she always wants me to sit with her so that we can work together. She loves helping out, and is always willing to clean up (even when it isn’t her mess). She was such a joy and a pleasure to have in class, and her constant sunny disposition was amazing!
As many of my friends and colleagues are aware, I am a huge fan of the techniques covered in How to Talk So Kids Will Listen & Listen So Kids Will Talk. It seems that Micah’s been picking up on the theory that “when kids feel good, they do good.”
This morning I witnessed Micah deftly avoid a huge blow-up with his brother. Here is the scene:
Micah has just come upstairs, and both he and Ezra want to see Lauren.
EZRA: Don’t go into mommy’s room!
[Ezra puts himself squarely in the doorway to our bedroom and glares at Micah. Micah reddens and looks like he’s about to get violent when all of a sudden he cools down and turns to Ezra with a smile.]
MICAH: Ezra, can I have a hug?
EZRA (immediately): Yeah, I love hugs!
(The boys have a big embrace.)
MICAH: Ezra, can I come with you into mommy’s room?
EZRA: Yes! Now that you gave me a hug you can come into mommy’s room. Let’s go in together!
Ezra is 2.75 years old, and I — although clearly biased — never cease to be amazed by the brilliant things that come out of his mouth. Here are three examples, all from our bedtime routine this evening.
Ezra is playing with an old TI calculator, which he refers to as “my phone.” He then picks up his “red phone” (an old Zune*), and says, “Mommy, this is a phone, and this is my other phone. They are similar.”
After Ezra’s book, it is time for him to help me set his bunny clock and turn on his white noise machine, as he does every night. Our exchange:
LAUREN: Ezra, I need you to come help me with your bunny clock now.
EZRA: Oh, do you want me to turn on the machine? I’d be happy to help with that. Say please.
We’re in the bathroom, and Ezra sees Kenny’s electric toothbrush on the counter.
EZRA: Mommy, whose toothbrush is that?
LAUREN: That one is daddy’s.
EZRA: Oh yeah. You have the same one, but yours has a purple L on it.
* You can laugh all you want. Kenny and I have a few of these lying around from the time that they were commonly given out as thank-you gifts upon shipping products at Microsoft. None of ours have been charged in years, but they do make great decoy devices for toddlers.