Mylo is growing so fast these days, its hard to keep track of it in real time, much less in a blog. The thought always crosses my mind that he's turning into a little person-- which sounds weird because of course he's always been a person. What I mean to say that his personality is emerging, and he's begun to assert his independence. Which, while sometimes annoying (like when he repeatedly sifts through the garbage can despite my telling him not to), is also very rewarding. His endless curiosity is matched only by his deep sense of affection.
His first word is Ella, the name of our dog. Which is hysterical when you consider the many late-night, pseudo-serious discussions between Reedu and I over whether his first word would be Mama or Dada. And he doesn't just say her name occasionally, he shouts it constantly. Ella! Ella! Ella! It's usually his first word when he wakes, and his last word before going to sleep. He also jumps on Ella's back, covers her body with wet, open mouth kisses, and pulls on her ears. Ella accepts this all with the patience of a saint. Adding to the irony, his second word is DeeDee, the name of our cat. DeeDee has made it clear that she's not interested in any part of Mylo's physical nature, so Mylo will stand a couple feet away from her and pretend to kiss her though the air. This is tolerable for DeeDee.
Mylo's had a persistent cold that has lasted about four weeks now. His appetite is fine and his energy is boundless but it's distressing how congested he is, and a wet, crackling cough has developed over the last week as well. We took him to the doctor and got a prescription for some medicine which I hope will help but I've become exhausted by the constant worrying.
The seasons are changing, and cold weather has moved in. Although, even the weather is unpredictable these days. The new apartment has come together but I've realized that when you move your home, it's not just a simple matter of changing locations. Something much deeper shifts as well, and it takes a while to settle.
I'll end this with a Thanksgiving video of Mylo eating a banana and wearing my sister-in-law Sarita's boots. It's both ridiculous and heart-warming, and it encapsulates everything that I'm feeling these days much better than anything I've just written.
