Life with Miles

I was born on a dark and stormy night. Well, actually it was dark, and I came into the world in a storm of activity. I weighed in at 9 pounds 11 ounces and I have been a growing boy since then. My Oma produced this babyblog so all my aunts and uncles and cousins can see the photos my mom and dad keep making of me. It seems like they are sticking that camera in my face every time I wake up. Daddy keeps making funny faces and silly noises to try to get me to smile. Sometimes I do.