Christmas 2009

Sincere apologies for the long radio silence -- can I blame it on being a harried mom? Let's see -- Milo can now do the following, among many other talents, at 17 months old:

Walk anywhere (just starting to run, oh dear)
Shake his head "no" and nod "yes"
Blow a kiss
Hold a forefinger to his mouth and say "sshhh"
Kick a ball
Pet the cat gently (finally)
Climb a ladder (so help me god)
Clink glasses before taking a sip, do a fist bump, and a high five (all skills that will come in handy during his teen years)
Oh, and he says: Mama, mimi (meaning mommy), Baba (that's his name for Grampa), nana (for banana), moo (the sound a cow makes), bubble, ball, buh (for bird). He understands 90% of what I say and manages to convey his own meaning back with gestures, pleading looks, a lot of pointing, and a certain amount of willingness to guess on his mother's part.

Here are some recent photos -- Halloween, then Christmas 2009!









Christmas morning -- a boy and his bright red roadster!