Who ever isn’t cooking dinner in the evening will take Miles outside to play until dinner starts. This particular evening I let dinner simmer on it’s own for a bit and had to come out and join them. There will come a day when he’ll be playing with friends and we’ll have to drag him in for dinner, so I better soak this time up now!

Miles says “bubbles” in the cutest voice and since he always wants to drink the bubble mixture I tell him it’s “soap” and he calls it “soup.” So that probably confuses things. Oh well. He’ll figure out it tastes gross.

I hate to bury my wedding slideshow under this photo, so if you haven’t watched it yet, please check it out. I’m so proud of it!

Nighty night everybody.