This month he went on several road trips around Michigan, slept through my cousin's concerto performance, learned how to smile (about once a day), started watching the Olympics, continued to receive lots of love from his big brother, gotten his first round of shots (like a champ), finished the library summer reading program, had a growth spurt or two, slept, and ate. What a difference a month makes!
It seems Peter can't make up his mind about water. On the one hand, he loves water--drinking it, pouring it, splashing it. On the other hand, we went to the neighborhood splash pad and he just stood there watching. Chasing the other kids was far more fun. But going to the lake with Dad? Nothing better.