At fifteen months, Milo is experiencing the gamut of emotions. One minute he is cheerful and pleasant, the next he is devastated because his cup is suddenly empty. Don’t get me wrong, this kid is about as happy as they come; he is merely starting to experience feelings like frustration, sadness, and… rage. He likes to practice this last one while he is eating. I think it has something to do with his power over the food. You know, he can really squish something and take out his aggression on a raspberry if he needs to. He also gets some good laughs from Mom and Dad when he does his “mad face.” More laughs from Andrew than me, which seems to be why he “squeezes” things a lot more when Andrew is around. Oh, and he growls more too. Ah, to be a man.
In other news, we have had a pleasantly full house! We love having friends over, especially since our families are so far away. Last night, our good friend from Philadelphia (now living in New York) Noah visited and stayed the night. He came bearing gifts for Milo, including an uglydoll and two books he had sent in the mail. Milo’s favorite? The box the books came in.
We also enjoyed a nice walk since the weather is so warm today. We dodged the rain and managed to make it all the way around the block with the little ones walking on their own, albeit in a rather zigzagged manner. Here they are showing us their dance moves along the way: Milo is down for a nap right now, since he has reverted back to old sleep patterns at nighttime, aka, not doing it. So I will try to join him before the jig is up!
Yeah. Nevermind about that nap…