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| Milo had a Happy Hour buzz made up of sugar and love. |
My wild-haired, twinkly-eye'd little monster is growing up so fast. I still scoop him up in my arms and try to hold him like a baby...but the persistent wiggling and "dowwwn now, momma!" cries make it clear that stage is behind us.
We were traveling on Milo's birthday so we postponed his little party until this past weekend. Our days are jam-packed lately and the only thing we could squeeze into the madness was a little "Milk & Cookie" happy hour on Friday eve. Luckily, Milo is super understanding...and wants nothing in life more than cookies :)
We hosted at The Vintage House, because it's beautiful and easy and much cleaner than my house during a whirlwind week like we had. The weather was perfect and we really didn't do much other than eat cookies and play in the courtyard.
A blue sky. Fresh air. Platefuls of cookies. What else is there?
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| Uncle Michael & Dad |
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| in lieu of gifts, we collected donations for The Humane Society. |
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| Milo up to bat and Mikey waiting patiently with his bag! |
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| my trusty crew. |
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| after getting a couple quotes on a 4-layer cookie cake, I decided to make my own. Chocolate chip with marshmallow fluff. |
Dear Milo,
You are feisty and sweet and just the best of everything. You are a dreamboat with those big blue eyes and your curly hair. You love wearing any and all accessories, but not actual clothing. Your favorite outfit is a diaper, a glove, sunglasses, hat and socks...which is what I let you wear if we're not going anywhere. And you love to draw. You carry your little notebook and pencil everywhere we go, drawing circles upon circles.
We all adore you. Even your brothers can't resist kissing your chubby cheeks or squeezing your sausage-link legs whenever you're near. And you try sooo hard to keep up with them.
Above all you are incredibly LOVED. You melt my heart daily with that mile-wide smile. I promise to do my best to help you become who you are in the years to come.
My whole heart,
Momma
