A couple days ago I see Miles stumbling down the hall with my yoga mat and a very determined look upon his face. He drags the mat to the middle of the living room where he proceeds with the daunting task of unfurling the sticky mat. He gets it smoothed out to his liking and then Drew and I watch with anticipation/confusion as he steps on to it and kneels down.
Some other silly, cutest baby on the planet antic designed to make us smile?
He then folds his arms, bows his head and squeezes his little eyes tightly shut.
"Dear Heavily Podder," mumble....mumble....mumble.... "Mommy," ...... more incoherent baby speak... "Daddy,"....... "Mamel"......"Amen."
BEST. DAY. EVER.
Parenthood has so many great perks.