Matchers

I had it on first. I put on my overalls and he just had to wear his too. We tooled around all day in our matching get-ups. Later we added red bandanas around our necks. Some people noticed; more amazingly, some people did not. It's just a lot of stripes.

Tomorrow is Mama's Day. I have no idea what Ezra is planning. He won't tell me. I hope it includes a long nap, solid movements, and laughter. Not too much to ask for. We are going for a picnic with some friends. We are bringing strawberries, bbq'd golden beets, blood oranges, peaches, and pears to share. It is to be sunny and 74. Yes please! We'll ride the bike to the waterfront. I've been meaning to tell you that we do indeed both wear helmets now. Mine is blue and Ezra's is yellow. He is always taking his off! It is such a pain, and then I have to buckle it under his poor little fat chin even more. So far I've only caught him in the buckle once but oh my did he shriek. I got a proper baby seat for the back, it's very nice, German made.

We are set to ride.

Here's a short snippet of my dear boy taking the garbage out. What a helpful little man he is.