Island Living

Greetings from Martha's Vineyard - which the likes of us somehow managed to infiltrate! Ezra did fabulously well on the plane, bus and ferry. Aside from a few squawks, he slept and drew lots of compliments. As soon as we landed, visibly relieved passengers nearby said, "Wow, he was great." These are the same passengers who eyed us with terror as we boarded. Let's keep it up on the way home, little guy!

It's been a week of a lot of firsts for Ezra. First glimpse of the ocean, first time meeting his great uncle Thru, first time sleeping somewhere other than his bassinet.
He's slept through a lot of the scenery, unfortunately, but I'm sure in a year or two he'll be ready to build sand castles and dig up beach bugs.

But we've been missing Papa Gabe. It's sad to be separated by so many miles. I'm sure Ezra misses Daddy's rap lullabies and gentle diaper changes. (Daddy takes extra special care - Mama is all about slapping on a new diaper before he whizzes all over her.) In just a few days, Ezra's already made great strides holding his head up and definitely looks bigger. So Gabe will be impressed, I'm sure, with his son's progress! Tomorrow we'll be reunited, and then it's on to Pat and Christine's wedding. Fun times!

Love,
Ash, Ez (and Gabe, who's spending the day atoning)