Golden Pig Tales

Ezra woke fussing for mom. Normally, we let him fuss for he usually returns to sleep, but not only did he fuss a bit long, but also I was wondering if maybe he had peed or pooped in his underwear and found the absorbent nature of his underwear not as good as a diaper. So I woke and checked the underwear while having him ask for mom, but I talked on as I checked his underwear and then talked until he calmed and slept only to fuss for a  few seconds calling for dad as I told him I was leaving.

Ezra was sort of in a crankypants mood tonight before we went to bed. Well, sort of is actually an understatement. One of the things he refused to do before going to bed was put on a diaper. We settled for putting on a pair of his big boy underwear….the ones with cars on them. I am curious to see how this works. Will he make it through the night? Will he sit on the potty tomorrow morning? Will he just pee in the bed and wake up crying?

PS - yesterday Ezra picked up a bucket and filled it with various items, and announced he was going to grandma and grandpa’s house. He did this repeatedly throughout the evening. His trip to grandma and grandpa’s house involved a circle through the kitchen and dining room. Before he’d leave he’d give me a kiss and one time he even a “love you mom!” I wish I had a video camera to record the sweetness : )

Ezra continues to show signs of grandparent withdrawls after a long weekend with grandpa grandma. He continues to ask where grandpa grandma go. He wanted to dig outside before playcare like he dug when at grandpa grandma’s. He’s been talking about the weekend with object long sentences like, ,,Airplane, dinosaur, rocks, motor cycle, truck, airplanes, dog, grandpa grandma’s house.” He’s happy to be home, but misses grandpa grandma.

We just got back from a long labor day weekend in utah doing hard labor in the dirt pits at grandpa’s and grandma’s house. Ezra was a tough pit boss. He made us dig and dig and dig to fill up buckets and wagons and wheelbarrows.

Despite all the dirty work, we had so much fun with the visit to grandpa and grandma’s house down in utah. It was sad to head back home today, knowing we were leaving them behind and heading home so that mom and dad could go back to work for much less cute bosses.

…At least that’s what -v- said Ezra said while I played Futsal, and Ezra watched.

Ezra calls Futsal Daddy Soccer when ever I go play or we stroll by the Futsal building. And tonight he got to watch. And after playing Futsal, Ezra gave a team mate a high-five. He said, ,,Daddy Soccer.” And it made it feel like we won though we lost.

I believe there are more than five different metaphors that could be written how a toy train set linked and built a bridge and track to guide a train to deliver a father and son relationship.

The train set for Ezra’s birthday has been a great gift. For a train fan, Ezra likes the train set. As a father, I love having Ezra come get me every time he needs a new bridge or needs help building the track. Yes, we have built a bridge with the train set. I have even mended the bridge and our friendship after we have been fussy because of something else. We have helped guide the train around the track. Ezra has even showed me how to build a better bridge by placing two and not just one of the wooden risers under the joint connecting the tracks of the bridge. And now I will be getting a few more few more pieces of train track for my birthday.