The Kid Has Arrived

Hooray!

Hooray, hurrah! Matt came home from Sundance last night, and Milo and I couldn’t be more excited. I was a little curious to see how Milo would react to his dad’s arrival. Matt was so busy from morning to night out there, so we only got to ichat one time all week and of course, Milo isn’t much for phone chatting at this point. I thought Milo might hang back a little, be a little shy when Matt came in, but there was none of that.

As soon as he heard the key in the lock, Milo peeked his head around the corner. “Milo, who’s that?” I asked. “Is it Daddy?” “Dada!!!!!” Milo shrieked and ran down the hallway. He jumped into Matt’s arms and gave him a big hug. He hung close to Matt for the next hour, bringing him books to read and clamoring for rough housing. This morning, Matt was changing Milo, and I could hear Milo laughing uproariously, going “peeease? peeease?” weakly every few seconds, begging for more tickling. Matt went to work a little late this morning so he could accompany us up to the weekly singalong at the Dean St Cafe (with the always wonderful Lloyd Miller of the Deedle Dees). Milo was very Daddy-centric, only coming over to me for snack refills.

I’m not a particularly sentimental person and, in fact, have been accused more than once in my life of being a cold-hearted lady, but watching my two guys together just about melts my heart. I am beyond excited to bring another little guy into our circle in a few months. My heart, it is so full.