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Though how mature Ezri is in her eating habits is questionable.

Yesterday:
Duck feeding. Last week she thought duck food might be a snack for her. This week she knows how to drop it off the bridge for the ducks.

Swine viewing:

Bench sharing with Charlotte:

Last week’s visit with the gang:

Sure, all those photos are of the back of kids’ heads, but aren’t they cute anyway?

This morning Ezri climbed up onto a chair at the table at breakfast time. I think she is ready to be out of the high chair and eat right at the table. She did a great job using a plate at the table this morning for her banana and bagel breakfast.

Lola meet Ezri.

Ezri shows Lola the wonders of an empty cup she has rescued from the recycle bin.

Ezri pulls out all the stops for visiting friends.

In this video Ezri sings (too softly) a little bit of her version of the ABC song.
You may not be able to tell, so just take my word for it.

Ezri experiences the joy of a lap cat thanks to Sushi, the wondercat. Eric experiences the joy of a lap baby topped with a lap cat.

Ezri has decided to use this feather duster to do her air guitar.
She pounds her feet into the floor with rhythm too.

She really wants to blow her own bubbles, but just holding the wand in front of her and making an “o” shape with her mouth is not working. Putting the wand in her mouth is certainly not working.

Once we imagined Dandelion Death Squad would be a good band name. Ezri has joined the band. She likes to pick and crush dandelions. Guess they won’t get the chance to go to seed.

Ezri went out to DeKalb this afternoon and visited the park at Lincoln School where her dad played as a kid.
This is a new slide since her dad’s time on the playground.

This is Ezri in the concrete cheese play structure that Eric and Amy played on as children.
It seems much smaller to Eric to be inside it now.

Ezri’s gotten much more steady on her feet in recent weeks. She now refers to slides and swings as “wheeee.” I guess I know what noise I make when I push her on the swings or send her down the slide. “Wheeeee!”