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For now. . .

I’ve been getting out some of Ezri’s baby things for her little brother who is expected soon.

She found her purple hat and put it on.

It still fits, but not like it used to.

See this post for its first wearing.

Her methods may be non-standard, but she did get a green bean in her mouth using only the chopsticks.
Genius!

Step 1) Pasta Twirl

Step 2) Pasta Lift

Step 3) Pasta Attack!

Step 4) Pasta Attack with more ferocity!

Ezri’s latest suggestion for her imminent brother’s name is Bubbu. Bubbu Blau does have a certain ring to it. I have explained to her that since she named her new stuffed rabbit Bubbu, we should pick something else for her brother just to save confusion.

Her other frequent suggestions is Attabatta. Sometimes I call the fetus “Attabatta Baby” cause that’s fun to say.

Eric trimmed her bangs once, but we hadn’t given her an all over haircut yet. This is because she just hasn’t had the hair to necessitate it. But, today at the mall we passed a shop called Snippets and I explained it was a place that cut hair.

Ezri said, “Like in Busy Busy Town!” Busy Busy Town is a Richard Scarry book with a barbershop on the main street. Ezri was keenly interested and I decided to go for it. She got to sit in a train shaped barber chair with a steering wheel and her stylist was super fast. The dead ends that were starting to tangle are gone and her bangs are out of her eyes.

Nice!

Mostly Ezri was serious about her task of putting sprinkles on the cupcakes for her dad and Grandma Liz’s birthday, but every once in awhile a sprinkle went in the mouth.

She put ingredients in the stand mixer and did the sprinkle shaking. She called making cupcakes “a very good project.”

Remember our tomatoes back in June:

Well, look at them now:

Ezri and the July thunderstorms have done a good job watering.

Still no ripe tomatoes in the garden, but all the green ones give us hope.
We’ve had some red tomatoes on the patio container plants on the back stoop. I haven’t tasted one yet, as Ezri catches them first. She says they are tasty.

On a hot day, Ezri and I made a deal to split a smoothie.
I wanted a mango pineapple smoothie and thought I had Ezri sold.
Then she said she wanted “booberry, strawberry.”

After tasting the berry smoothie, she decided she really wanted my mango smoothie.
I clearly have trouble saying no to Ezri.

We shared two smoothies. So, really there was no loser in this story.