With the help of his Mom and Grandma, Miles made it through a difficult week, battling his first round of flu-like symptoms for five days before returning to digestive normalcy. The little guy remained plucky throughout, notwithstanding his obvious discomfort. His mom developed cat-like reflexes, tucking Miles under her arm and sprinting toward the bathroom at the first sign of trouble. His dad's reflexes were, well, less cat-like. But hey, that's why there's laundry.
Well, those were the lowlights. Now, here are some highlights from the first half of Miles' month:
Out for a Sunday stroll.
Turning on the cute.
Having a ball at the airport.
Taking a number of baths.
Snoozing on his newly appropriated bed.
Trying out the Santa suit.
Ho, ho, ho.
Crawling up a storm.
They haven't build a playpen that can hold him.
The early bird gets the worm. But can he digest it?