Growing like a weed.
Geneve and I went to Syam and Buffy's place for dinner on Saturday night. We had hidden agenda; it was good to see them, but we wanted to hang with little Syammy, who was just crawling the last time I saw him.
Yesterday, he was tearing around the house. I'm not a baby fanatic, but this kid is so damn photogenic and personable. Pics: [1,2,3,4,5,6]
Dinner was great. Both Syam and Buffy are laid-back, funny, and entertaining. My kind of peeps.