We spent our holiday in Florida visiting with Jeff's friends and family. My mom flew down from New York for a few days which was really nice. Miles dealt very well with the plane ride out and flirted with anyone available. He also did quite well with the huge hordes of people who descended upon Lorraine's house to meet him. We got to see Harry, Kristen and Clovis for awhile. Miles decided that he didn't really want a big sister who was going to tell him what to do but he doesn't think he'll mind a little sister who he can push around.
My mom came on Friday afternoon and Saturday we had a huge gathering with Steve Miles, one of Miles' namesakes, Libby and Eric and their two daughters, Zoe and Quinn, my mom and Jeff's parents. Later Uncle Ted and Aunt Cathy showed up to coo over Miles. Cathy and Miles created a lovely bond.
On Tuesday we had more visitors as Jeff's aunt, uncle and cousin came to visit and then we were joined by more friends, Bob and Kathy. Through the week, Miles met various people around the neighborhood, one who gave Miles a wonderful little bear who he fell instantly in love with.
The trip back was a little more difficult as we left in the afternoon Florida time and didn't get back until quite late even by West Coast standards. He fell asleep for small naps on the plane but wasn't really rested. He fell asleep on the shuttle home and was not happy when I woke him to change his diaper and get him into his PJ's.
The major news from this trip is that Miles finally started walking. We knew he was getting close and he would walk everywhere as long as he had some support. But gradually over the week he gained more and more confidence and began taking longer and longer forays on his own power. We were all very impressed! He's kept it up now that we are home. I'm in for it now!
All the relatives commented on how well he is babbling and signing. He's really thriving.