nothing compares 2 u

Milky, you are two months old. Ack! Stop growing up. I command you! Before I know it you are going to be chewing steak and filling out college applications. Me no likey.

You are knocking 2 months out of the park though. On top of smiling you now coo and gurgle and have very intense conversations with anyone who will listen. It is so. damn. cute. I mean you literally say "goo". And you are much more aware of what's going on around you as well. You follow people and objects now, and often turn your head to find me and your dad when you hear our voices. You love to lay on your back and kick your legs, and my favorite time with you is in the morning on your changing table, when you just smile and squirm and are such a happy guy. When you are fussy or tired you loved to shusshed, a lot. Loudly. Right in your ear. Some days I think I am going to pass out from all the shusshing I do. So worth it though, because I love when you fall asleep all warm and soft in my arms. Often with your mouth open.

And every once in awhile, while you are fast asleep, I look down at you and you are smiling. Love.

my buddy, my buddy, my buddy and me

Dylan, today your buddy, the second generation, was born! Chandra and Jonathan had their baby boy, Charles Dashiell Fredrick. And he is soooo cute!

You will get to meet him when we go to LA in January, and I know, I for one, can't wait to snuggle him. I am sure the two of you will get along famously.

Happy Birthday Charlie, and welcome to this crazy world!

smile like you mean it

All of sudden Dylan, you are all smiles. I love, love, love it. Half the time I have no idea what is so funny and I'm clearly not in on the joke, but who cares. I laugh right along with you. You seem to have a particular love of "Itsy Bitsy Spider" so needless to say I have sung it 1 billion times to you. I have gotten a little bored with the song though (it's really not that complex or deep) so I have taken to mixing it up a little. This morning I sang it to you in a British accent, you liked that. You did NOT like it the other day when I sang it to you in a Jamaican accent though. So sorry sir.

I have decided that trying to capture these smiles on camera is as difficult as trying to capture a picture of the Loch Ness Monster. The second I pull out the camera you clam up and go back to your brow furrowing. And the more I talk about the "supposed smiles" the crazier I sound.

I managed to capture a couple half smiles (and one half shriek) though. They are not the greatest, but at least they are proof that I don't need to be committed.

I am going to keep trying though. Don't be surprised if I start donning camouflage, hiding behind bushes, and popping out at you with a camera when you least expect it. That ought to make you smile (snort).

I will triumph!!