Happy Monday Morning, Everyone!

Per our policy not to discuss the boy named Miles, I can't say much more other than: Here is a picture, a picture of Miles, being his typical irrepressible self. Barred from saying anything too positive about the youngest one, I can tell you that, disturbingly, during this photo shoot, each time the camera pointed away from him, he started to fuss. Somehow, he can probably sense how out of balance the Max-to-Miles "gigs of jpegs" ratio is on our computer and he's trying to carve out some hard drive space for himself.

That or he's a ham. It couldn't be that, could it?