Memories - Since Ezzie Came Into Our Hearts...
















Ezra is 4 today - as he announced with such joy this morning at 5.40am when he came rushing down the stairs shouting, "I'm 4! I'm 4!!!!" He had just woken - rememembered it was his birthday and then headed straight down the stairs. More on that birthday later, but for now - here on The Wright family blog (http://dad2theboyz.blogspot.com) are some early photos of Ezzie. Included here is one of him during his first stay in hospital for Broncilitis when he was a few days old. That's when both his parents went down with a VERY nasty bug and we had to leave him at the hospital for 2 days; that was horrible and traumatic and caused a lot of pain. More trauma was to come, but such memories thankfully disappear into the background as we celebrate the coming into our lives and hearts of the little bolt of lightning that is Ezra Mark Arthur Wright........

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