BATH TIME!

Poor Ezra has been quite the gas-man the past couple of days. Ryan woke up early when he heard Ezra whimpering in bed and tried moving his legs around to help him get the gas out...which it more than did. In fact, not only did it explode out of his diaper, but also through his pajamas and on to the bedroom pillows that were laying on the floor. Shortly after that, I was playing with him on the ground and he spit up so much that it rolled down his cheek and around his head covering his hair. So, bath time it was.



Safe and warm again in dad's arms...