Ephraim is always asking to make things in the kitchen. I had been sitting on this eclair recipe for a few days hoping that I would have enough energy one afternoon to try them. He saw the page open on my computer and asked to help. Sometimes the extra energy I need is just someone else being enthusiastic about a recipe.
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two years (eldore rex)
twenty-three months (eldore rex)
And now, for the last of Eldore’s monthly updates.
[Read more…]twenty-two months (eldore rex)
Eldore turned twenty-two months on September the 19th.
Since I have missed a couple of months, this update will encompass more changes in Eldore than an almost-two-years-old update usually would.
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post without words, 9.19.19
nineteen months (eldore rex)
Eldore turned nineteen months on the 19th of June.
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The Fire-Thunder King turned eighteen months on the 19th of May.
[Read more…]seventeen months (eldore rex)
Though this post is late, the pictures are not; the words may mostly describe Eldore the almost-eighteen-month-old, but the photographic evidence is of Eldore the newly-seventeen-month-old, almost on the nose.
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Eldore turned fifteen months on the nineteenth of February.
As I’m typing, the little man himself is busily darting from one end of the room to the other. He has a washcloth in his hand. He runs this way, then that way, then sits down by the door, then disappears for a second (Mom! Dodo’s in the trash! Clive yells at me.) Then he’s running back near me again, now with one of my hair ties, and he’s trying to fit in on the back of Elvie’s junior chair.
Then he’s got pencils, and I tell Clive to get them from him. Eldore complies willingly, like it’s all part of the game, then goes straight back to drawer where he found them in the first place. “No, Eldore!” He looks at me for a second like I’ve grown another head, then throws himself down to the floor on his belly, stretching his arms in front of him and his feet in the air. He never breaks eye contact when he does this. I’m not entirely sure what the gesture is supposed to communicate.
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