Miles has discovered how to successfully engage in a game of Peek-a-Boo, and he is absolutely tickled every time he finds someone new to amaze with this ability.
As comedic talent goes, Miles sure knows his audience. I'm not sure his mother would tolerate this sort of thing.
Miles is getting better and better at playing catch, although I think his favorite part is watching me act like a total goofball.
As with most things that are substantially larger than he is, Miles wasn't sure what to make of his birthday balloon, a large silver "1." He certainly loved looking at it from a distance this weekend, but bringing it close generally compelled him to turn away and try to escape from it. That changed today, … Continue reading Year 2, Day 14
Here's a new (maybe racially insensitive? Who knows anymore?) game Miles and I have started playing.
Miles channels his inner Keith Moon/Neal Peart/Animal.
Miles spent most of his 300th day of existence in a car headed to Myrtle Beach for Christmas. It wasn't a terribly exciting drive (save for one event which I'll likely cover tomorrow), so instead of going into detail about how he slept most of the time, here's a highlight video of Miles playing with … Continue reading Day 300