He looks like a big boy, doesn't he?

It might just be the shirt, but he's looking bigger every day.


I know it's blurry, but that's what makes it artistic.

The other day, Milo was eating a cracker. He took two bites, looked at the cracker, and said "Truck! Vrooom!" The cracker kind of looked like a delivery van.

He's starting to imagine and draw parallels. Last night in the bath, he was playing with his cups and sipping on them, then smiled at me and said "coffee!" We sipped coffee together and he laughed.


Milo is blessed with four doting grandparents. Here are two of them, spending some time reading to him.


Milo is also blessed with a keen fashion sense and an eye for quality (huge) footwear. Here he is trying on Mommy's brand new Fluevog Sugar boots. They look better on Mom.