Some insignificantly significant moments lately...
-Max has been pretending to burp. Oops. I should probably take the blame for that one.
-Max starting to say "Oh my god." I know it's terrible to hear your two year old say it, but also pretty funny that of all the phrases he doesn't say, that's the one he manages to say so perfectly. Clearly an indication of how I speak to my sister on the phone. Again, oops. Blame me.
-Lately we've been going for a quick walk when we first get home at night just to clear our (my) heads and enjoy the cool fall air. We usually end up walking past some tennis courts, and it's a sure thing that each night we'll find a stray tennis ball or two stuck in a bush. Perhaps the moral police will tell me this is stealing, but I think of it as finding a treasure! Normally I give the ball to Max to play with, but this week, Miles started to show his spunk! He let me know in his 7 month old way that he wanted the ball this time, that Max can't have all the fun. Point taken, baby Miles!
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| Miles in his mountain formal attire at a wedding last weekend. You can't even see the poop on his pants! |
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| Max studying Mike's concealed weapon permit book in his Christmas jammies. Tis the season? |


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