I don’t know the exact date that Miles decided that he was a big boy, but he is committed to growing up faster than his little five-month-old body will allow. For well over a month now he is drinking out of glasses. Whenever Mark and I are quenching our thirst, Miles lunges in for the kill and literally attacks our glass. It is hilarious to actually witness the power he exhorts into each glass attack. Then he gulps down as much water as he possible
can, acting as though the water is limited in supply. Once in awhile we give him his own sippy cup (as illustrated above) and just let him go to town. Sure it usually ends in a change of a drenched shirt,
but he is successful in wetting that tongue of his.
Now the little man is thinking that he can feed himself with a spoon. Keep dreaming Miles.