a milo monday

too many sad things - among them, justin leaves on business for several days today - so i'm trying to focus on happier things, like milo's fabulousness, and i stayed home to be with justin and to stay close to the place wherein i deal with the leftover montezuma's revenge. here: photographic evidence of milo's fabulousness: pictures from saturday - his first swim lesson, going to his uncle's new apartment - and this morning, when we dressed him in the sailor suit that was my brother's 24 years ago:

milo can't sleep, he's so excited about starting swimming lessons.

he takes to the water like, well, the fish on his trunks.

drinking all that pool water made him thirsty.
plus, drinking out of a big person's cup is the height of grooviness to him.

let's go already!

milo kicks back with pizza and a beer to watch the game.

i waited too long to try it on him, so it's already too small -
as you can see from the giant gap in his britches.

this is the one where he looks so - too - grown up.

this is the one where he looks like me.