You're Leaving Me Where?!!

What, you are letting Angie and Charlie babysit?!! That's right, Miles didn't have a choice he was stuck in ghetto Richfield for some quality time with Auntie Aunchie and Uncle Charlie.

We had a great time! Miles took some time adjusting to the new surroundings. The low ceilings in the basement might have frightened him. As you can see from the pictures below, the optical illusion of the low ceiling makes Miles seem like one tall baby. "Aaaahhhhh, don't eat me big baby" says the bathtub-water-filled crab!!



Miles displayed many of his new talents to Charlie and me. He claps, waves goodbye, fake-coughs, blows air only out of his nose, and makes a hilarious old-man-like face. We tried to catch the face on camera and the picture below is the best we could do.


We had a lot of fun playing for the afternoon. There were no major diaper changes. Miles kept it even and allowed Charlie and I each one diaper change. He was a champ at the dinner table too. His favorites seemed to be sweet potatoes and some fruit. The fruit smelled delicious but I didn't sample it. With a full belly and some play time under his belt, Miles fell asleep (preferably in the 'butt in the air' position).


After the snooze he had some good play time and Olympic watching with Uncle Charlie. Miles really wanted Michael Phelps to win!

As Miles would say or wave - goodbye!