monkey toes in the mouth...

Miles has now started grabbing his toes. It's completely adorable. He reaches out his very long fingers on his pretty-big-for-a-baby hands and grabs his toes and feet, kind of like a little monkey.

He coos for extended periods. Friday evening I took him with me while I ran errands and, when we returned home, his dad held him and Miles seemed to be telling him all about our adventure. (He rode in the Baby Bjorn so he could see everything from a normal person's vantage point.)

We made our trek to the farmers' market on Saturday. Listened to some great bluegrass...M dozed off, but I think he likes the banjo...at least it seemed like it.

After our travels this weekend I've become convinced that the Baby Bjorn makes all the difference in the world. If he's riding on me he's happy, forward or backward doesn't seem to matter as much. Now if I can just get my upper body strength to where it needs to be so I don't end up quite so sore...