Then I saw something that made me have to run for the camera. (Pregnant lady running!) Because strangely enough, in a light bulb moment, Miles had suddenly realized that if he moved the play book stand on the piano, he could stand up, push the keys and watch them move on the inside of the piano...
Please forgive the quality of this photo, I was straight up rushed.
And yes, the picture on the wall is all kiddywampus, and so is the lamp.
most things in life are kiddywampus, no?
We need to start piano lessons, actually. Miles is really interested and when he makes up songs he calls them happy or sad or angry and he makes them sound exactly that way. And we didn't name him M*les K*ng for nothing. I mean, what a perfect musician's name, if I do say so myself.
Then there's little brother. He prefers life in his Halloween costume. A lot.
I love how it pushes his cheeks out.