Six months ago, at this very hour, I was...busy...bringing Milo into this world, and I didn't even know who he was yet. Seems like a lifetime ago, but then, I guess, before Milo, it was another life.
This life is really, really good. The goofy lovefest we are having with him — Jason, me and Lu — would make your teeth squeak, it's so sweet.
His face just breaks open when he smiles. He makes me feel like I am the most entertaining, spectacular, important person in the world. And I think there's a good chance he is actually charming: other people seem to have a similar response to his smile. Smilo. He's a pretty magic baby.