Sunday was one of those gorgeous March days that makes me glad I live in southern California. In the morning I took Ezra for a walk around our condo complex. Sometimes I think the complex was inspired by an M.C. Escher illustration. There are stairs and passageways going off in every direction, often in inconvienent ways. For example there is no way to get from our unit to the elevator without going up stairs. The good news is that after nearly ten years, we continue to discover new routes to get around. Once Ezra was born we wanted a way to get from our unit to the ground level in the stroller without having to undergo portage up a big flight of stairs. Just today I discovered a route that only requires two steps. Not bad, huh! Too bad I didn't know about that back when we brought in the piano.
In other news, it turns out there was a bris in the same room with the same mohel we used for Ezra's bris five months ago. Who knew we lived in the Culver City shtetl.
In the afternoon the whole family walked down to our neighborhood park. As you can see we all had a good time.
Shanna thinks this is the only picture of her and Ezra since he was one month old 
I should hire him out to pluck weeds
If Ezra does ivy and blackberries too, I may have some business for him.