Today I got the chance to watch Ezra. While Ezra isn’t as small as the little one to the left, he’s still tiny in comparison to most. Ezra is a whopping 18lbs eleven month old. Random funny trivia for you… Chloe Elizabeth, one of the Turner kids that I watched last night, is a whopping 17lbs and that child is almost 4 months old. So either Ezra is small for his age, Chloe is a strong 4 monther … or both are true.

Nonetheless, Ezra and I hung out today. He was dropped off to me from an Aunt’s car at about noon. His mom and dad are a few hours away doing wedding photography, so Ezra had an evening and a day of bouncing to two caregivers. I was excited to be one of them. I love that Ezra. He’s a blast. And not to be unmentioned… he’s a cutie too.

Ezra, on mom withdrawl, clung to my shirt, rubbing his runny nose on my sleeves. [Poor little guy.] We had a fairly uneventful day. We played, we ate, Ezra napped, we played, we ate, and then it was Ezra’s bedtime. Preparing for some crying like at naptime, I began singing to Ezra as we climbed the stairs to his bedroom.

[Yes, the Veggie Tale song sung by Junior Asparagus… but seriously guys.. it was the first thing that popped into my head.]

Ezra happily clung to my shirt, much like the duration of the day. I sat down in the comfy rocking chair recliner and the fussing began.

I put Ezra into his sleeping sack (way cool invention, by the way) so as to simulate a comfy blanket that stays wrapped around the little buddy. Ezra wailed, angry that I had set him down to zip him all into his nighttime blankets. I picked him back up and he stopped crying. He rubbed his face on my arm once again, snuffling as he tried to breathe through his cold.

I walked about the dimly lit room, cuddling the baby in my arms.

I looked down to see the sleeping babe.

And if you think of me
I’ll be with you…

His heavy breathing consumed the quietness.

“What a little piece of Heaven,” I thought.

To his stomach he was placed in the crib without clinging or waking.

Sweet little dear.

You know, I’ve been here at Ezra’s house for about nine hours now, and I figure I’ll be here at least until 10pm, but there are no promises of when I will be able to go home tonight.

But you know…. I have been so blessed to have had a quiet afternoon spending time with such a sweet kid. Despite his cold and his mommy deprivation, Ezra has been such a dear this afternoon and evening.

So I just wanted to post a little to let you know about the sweet little Ezra.

I love that kid!