Friday Photos

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A Boy and A Dog . . .

My poor little heart is breaking.

I have to move Lilo to a new home. Yes, even in the midst of the chaos that is my life, I still have to move her because she growled at my baby. My baby who loves dogs. Seriously, this kid has ridiculous amounts of love for any four-legged animal, especially dogs.*

And Lilo wants nothing to do with him. And Miles is scared of her. With good reason.

Today, Jill brought her Australian Shepherd, Buddha, to the office with her.** As always, Miles was fascinated. He kept crawling into the Sales office to look at Buddha. Finally, Miles worked up enough courage to touch Buddha (with adult supervision on both sides, of course).

And Buddha licked his face. And Miles giggled with delight. I could hardly tear him away from the dog for the rest of the day. And when I managed to, I would have to chase him down two minutes later, as he crawled at top speed toward the Sales office, calling in his adorable little voice, "Daw! Daw! Daw!" [Translation: "Dog! Dog! Dog!]

It was beautiful, this love between the boy and the dog. I only wish that beautiful love existed between Miles and Lilo. :(

*Except for my grandfather's poodles. But, apparently, they're not dogs. Miles is quite adamant that they are "kitty!"

**I work in the coolest office ever.

Excuses

So, I'm a bad blogger and haven't written much lately. I have excuses, but really, that's all they are. Excuses.

And here's another in the long list of excuses: I'm not blogging today because I'm going home to visit family. My birthday is next week, and I need to see my family. Call it my birthday present to myself.

And someday, maybe, I will begin blogging more regularly. Until then, I shall use the Power of the Cute to prevent you from showing up at my door with torches and pitchforks insisting that I blog.*

*Though, I have to admit, that may be kinda fun . . . :)

Mmmm . . .Coffee . . .

Another photo for the annuls of Bad Mothers Weekly.

There really was no coffee in it, I swear. He was interested and wanted to check out the empty mug. He was on the carpet and we have ten bazillion mugs, so I figured it was no big. And then I had to grab the camera because he was trying to drink out of it.

This kid is too stinkin' cute!

I Love Summer

If for no other reason than quiet evenings spent exploring the outdoors. I wish these happened more often.

Friday Photos! (A Day Late)

Sorry, but the 10 Month Day usurped our usual Friday Photos. So, here a few Saturday Photos. Unfortunately, that doesn't roll off the tongue as easily. Thus, the stupid title. :)

Enjoy!

Playing in his Kitchen Enclosure while Daddy and I re-arranged the entire apartment.

Playing quietly on the floor.

Annoyed at the vast number of pictures I'd been taking of him.

And, finally, a little Ham and Cheese for your weekend. :)

Enjoy your weekend!

Dear Miles,

Dear Miles,

Ten months. And so much has happened. Such a short amount of time, and yet, long enough for our world to change entirely.

In the past few weeks, so much has changed in our world. Work has become an everyday occurrence, rather than an occasional one. Our weekends have become very hectic and full, where previously they had been rather sedate and low-key. The pace of the Festival has become frenetic and constant, and as a result, I have had much less time to spend playing with you than I would like.

And, of course, Grandma Joy passed away. You barely knew her, but trust me when I tell you that you and she formed a very special bond in her last few days. She adored you. And you were so entirely calm in her presence. I will always look back on those moments and be proud of you.

Life is different, certainly, but as ever, you are taking it all in stride. You start each day by leaning your soft little cheek against mine, a habit you started in your earliest days. You always have a smile for those you know, and a show for those you want to impress. You have started 'cheesing' for people to get attention. You crawl around the office looking for someone you can show off for.

And everyone loves you. When we don't go to the office for a day, I get phone calls asking when you are returning. Uncle Jim says you brighten his day and keep him going - this from someone I had always thought of as a grumpy old man before he met you. Jillian loves to let you steal her glasses from her face. Karla buys you gifts and calls you her boyfriend.

But some days, I think you are most important to your Papo. Even on the worst days, you bring him happiness. On days when nothing seems to be going right, he still looks fondly at you. On days when the stress of it all brings him to tears, you are there, bringing him smiles. And on days when all he wants to do is yell, his voice becomes soft and playful when he speaks to you.

You are, as ever, our sunshine. And we all love you for it. I am so proud to call you mine.

Love, always,

Mommy