Six weeks, several cities, and three birthday parties for three years of chasing Mama and Papa...

Post-nap shoulder-ride to the train station after Thanksgiving treats with Auntie Sarah and Uncle John, lap-leveraging among grandparents and cuddle-nap trading between parents and Auntie Sarah.

After school jedis, Obi-Milo and Qui-Gabrielle take a break while Uncle Nandan, Mama and Papa hide in the kitchen with after-work whiskey, salami and cheese.

Dressing up is not just for Halloween, it's for every minute that Milo can persuade a resident adult to reach his jedi robe off the hook... And there's no threat of popsicles or bath to ruin it.

Speaking of baths... Glow-stick light saber hits the bubbles with a scrubby young Jedi master. Mama's shadow indicates that she might've participated in the underwater magic.

And in typical crazy-energy and creative articulation, our wee wonder has turned three, marking it with a "fancy dinner party' at Gran'mama and Gran'papa's, cupcakes and "we all sang happy birthday to me" at school, and at-home package opening for Feast of St. Nicholas and Milo's Own Birthday.

Now, all he wants is a Christmas tree... And a snow fall.