Only one more month until Milo is an official toddler!
He started taking a few steps by himself a few weeks ago and I imagine will be full on walking by his birthday.
He loves to jabber, bath time, and push the little wagon that he inherited from Collin. (He also has a huge smile on his face when Collin pushes him in the wagon). He is still a happy little trouble maker. His new goal is to infiltrate the wine fridge and the cabinet that holds the wine glasses. The kitchen is probably his favorite place where he can pull everything out of the recycling bin and reach into drawers and play with tupperware.
Poor guy has not had a break with sickness. We're on our third back-to-back ear infection while just getting over pink eye (on top of a cough and endless runny nose). Next step is a visit to the ENT to evaluate whether or not he'll need tubes. We never experienced this with Collin luckily (for him it would've been extra scary because of his hearing loss). I feel bad for my poor miserable baby. It feels like newborn zombie land these last few nights with Milo waking up every few hours, hopefully the new dose of antibiotics helps clear things up.
Meanwhile I have to actually start thinking about his birthday. I envision his own mini cake that he sticks his face in and photo happy mama snapping away.
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