Just a little video of Ezra at the fountain park. He loves water. He doesn't flinch when water pours down his face, into his eyes. He loves to splash and frolic in the water with abandon. There's something special about my second-born. Just like there's something special about my first.

Ezra was giving me the best happy screams I've ever heard. He is my joy, along with his brother, and their amazing father. Just happy, Ezra is. As we all should be.

It was a loooong day today, and he's finally happy. Just as I'm too tired to enjoy it! Okay, I'm never too tired to enjoy him REALLY, but I was just out of energy. And I hate being like that for HIM. Hopefully, tomorrow will be a better day; but these teefers are really killing my little dude. I wish I could help him more, do more, take it away. The trials and tribulations of motherhood. And teething.

Here's a video of Ezra that I took this morning, after his morning nap. He had just nursed and pooped, so he was as happy as a breastfed kid can get. Well, I'm sure he'd have been happier with my boob in his mouth ALL DAY LONG, but my nipples would erode off if he nursed any more often. Just kidding, my nipples have zero sensitivity now, after nursing two babes. OH OH, and he bit me today with his sharp, teething gums. So that was awesome and really early. Have a great weekend, my loves. And go over to my friend Jaime's blog at grumblesandgrunts dot com...she needs some support right now. Some idiot doctor didn't do his job correctly, and now she has a lead case worker. Give her some much-needed comment love!