We went to a parade on Saturday that takes place within walking distance. My friend’s son Liam marched in it, so of course we embarrassed him thoroughly by screaming his name as he walked by.
I was going through the pictures I took at a parade yesterday and I came across this photo of Miles…
Which reminded me a lot of this photo, which was funny because once, when he was tiny (he was a month old here) he wriggled his hand out of his swaddle and started screaming at this foreign object in his face. (Well, I know that’s not really why he was screaming but it sure seemed that way.)
Anyway, I’m just glad he’s not scared of that hand anymore.