All of the sudden I felt something is missing. The house is awfully quiet. And it was not nap time. Baby Ezra was in my arm. The girls’ were drawing. Where is my chatterbox??? I got panic coz he is not playing at the sandpit and he is also not with the puppies.

Then I remembered that he took his binocular with him when he went outdoor. I peep at the farm and there he is chatting with the uncles and asking them about composters and how it works. It is good that he starts young eh.


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