Baby boy turned 16 months old on Sunday. We’ve been very busy working on the new house all weekend, but I took some time away to snap a few photos of him playing in the back yard.
Myles is still a man of very few words: kitty-cat, Da-da, Ma-ma, ball, and most recently, “more!” In other areas, he’s unstoppable though. He runs everywhere and climbs everything. (I’m not going to lie. It gets pretty exhausting some days!) He insists upon having silverware to eat with and drinks very well with a cup or a straw. His favorite toys are cars and trucks that he drives around the room saying, “brrroooommmm!” His favorite show is Daniel Tiger’s Neighborhood and the first stuffed animal we’ve seen him show much interest in his his stuffed Daniel. Myles has taken a big interest in brushing his teeth lately; he follows me into the bathroom, steals a toothbrush, and brushes his teeth (with water only!) side by side with me in the mirror. Never too early to start good habits, I guess!
I love the back yard at our new house, and I think Myles does too! It still smells like it did when I was a kid and spent seemingly endless summer days playing there. It’s a sweet, damp smell that equates to so many happy, magical summer evenings in my mind. Watching Myles delightfully play under the same trees I swung from as a kid makes me teary-eyed with joy. I hope my grandmother’s spirit is looking down and smiling to see another generation of our family growing up in her old house.