The M&M Story

photo courtesy Uncle Stephen Originally uploaded by Maynor . M bore the rings when his Uncle Stephen and Aunt Nealy wed this July in the sunny climes of Carmel Valley, California. B was the official wedding baby. His job was to look cute and snuggle up to people who could get us USGA Senior Open tickets. Both boys did stellar work. In April, M and I went to Gengis Formal wear in the mall to be measured for our tuxes--I'm a 39 long and he's a T3. T stands for Toddler. M was polite to the young woman that helped us, and after watching her stretch her measuring tape all over me (M loves measuring tapes), he stood right up with his arms outstretched, waiting his turn. He tried on a T3 right there in the shop, and it fit crisply. He loved his "'Xedo 'oat" (he tends to leave the first sounds off words), and for the first time, started getting excited about "Unka Steben's 'edding." Three months later, we were in Carmel and I was picking

watching birds Originally uploaded by Maynor . I melt when I look at this picture.

birdbook Originally uploaded by Maynor . M reads his new Missouri Field Guide from Nana.

bros eating cereal Originally uploaded by Maynor . Cereal rocks. Can you see a resemblance? I don't know...

Scooting up to the table Originally uploaded by Maynor . B had his first non-mommy meal this week. I've never seen so many diverse facial expressions in such a short time. Everything from "What the...?" to this one, "I need to unbuckle my belt and belly up to the ballgame."

Uncle Andy and B. Originally uploaded by Maynor . Separated at birth?

Bandaid close up Originally uploaded by Maynor . He bumped his nose (barely) and wore this for 24 hours. The only way he would happily take it off is that Uncle Andy was coming into town and I told him Uncle Andy would love to see his nose. I know there's a Michael Jackson joke here somewhere, but it's late.