I met an older boy yesterday.

You are about my size, mister.

Nice to meet you.

Wow. How do you smile that big?

He seems like a pretty nice guy. He just smiled at me while I babbled non stop at him and then I poked him in the eye. The adults in the room joked that some things never change.

Oh, and yes– that is Aunt L, but that is not her baby! Baby A belongs to another lovely friend of theirs, Miss T. I hope we meet up with them more in the future. He is a good listener, and those baby blues aren’t too bad, either.