I made friends with the little kids at the end of our street the other night, completely on accident. I was busy walking Milo in the jogging stroller, and a little girl about 4 and a boy who had to be 5 or 6 were zipping around on little scooters. I could hear the little girl calling, "Hey, I like your baby!" to me as I walked. So I turned around, and got a barrage of information from her in the short 5 minutes I stood there. But what I got the most was how much she liked Milo, how cute he was, how nice he seemed... The boy was a bit stand-offish at first, but he joined in after a while.

I finally bid the kids good-night and headed back toward my house, and I could hear them discussing the incident behind me. The little boy said, "Hey, you're not supposed to talk to strangers!" to his little sister. She replied in her most matter-of-fact voice, "That's not a stranger - she has a baby."

Good to know Milo makes me a friend to all, right? Then again, who can resist this face?



Milo has figured out how to scooch himself right into the corner of the crib and sleep with his head in the corner. This is how I've been finding his hair in the morning after he does that...