For the first month or two of his life, the most striking thing about Miles was the sheer number of facial expressions at his command for conveying discontent. You'd be sitting there cuddling him, or poking his tummy, or whatever, and a new one would take shape beneath his creasing brow, and you'd marvel, Really? Another way to signal displeasure?
So goes the life of the impossible-to-burp baby.
Thankfully, we're over that hump. Miles is a pretty happy fellow these days. This morning he got into licking and eating the bouncy chair. Couldn't have been happier.
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