Picture time again? Ok...
Come over here you feets!
He woke up feelin photogenic so we sang some songs ( I sang some songs, he sat and encouraged me ) and we snapped a few before the milk feast. Birds woke him up, like from Alfred Hitchcock birds, hundreds squawking and screeching outside his window- really weird - I tried to chase them off but they took to higher ground in the trees and phone lines increasing their volume and intensity in a frantic rally, I knew I was out numbered so I creeped back inside only to find a wide-awake and confused Miles. I wanted to walk over to his mamma's play rehearsal but I'm not sure how many little finches I can fight off with a baby strapped to my chest. Looks like we are stuck here with each other for now.
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