Tag: Milo-isms

It’s so interesting to me, genetics. I look at Milo, his coloring like peaches and cream, eyes sea foam green, hair blond as the hills of dry grass in the winter. His eyes are all Andrew, but his lightness is a mystery — a beautiful surprise that stands in such contrast to his dark-eyed and … Continue reading “Milo, 7 1/2”

… hardly touches the ground these days.* *Though I enjoyed aspects of the 52 project last year, I’ve decided not to continue this year. A lot of the time I felt pressure or rushed to get the perfect portrait from each of my boys and it didn’t always come naturally. So instead, this year I’ve … Continue reading “He…”

How old are you today? I’m six. What did you do today? I jumped on a trampoline and flipped over, and I also did something called an airplane crash where I jumped really high and then BAM! I crashed down. I also went to the ice festibal today (festival). Tell me, who are your favorite people to … Continue reading “Interview with Milo, 6 1/2”

Milo (approaching with toy steak in hand): This is my meat-gun. It shoots blood. Which gives new meaning to the phrase, “Meat is murder.”

Imagine Santa’s surprise when Milo asked him for a human torso for Christmas.