while my mom was in town myles and i whipped together some mouth-watering-finger-licking avacado cherry-tomato toast. secure in his bumbo, myles locked eyes on the intriguing colors i was working with. when i was finished i asked myles if it was ready to serve (of course in a high-pitched obnoxious mommy voice). he gave his approval in form of an animated squeal and spastic arm thrashing matched with a big gaping smile. wish i got that one on camera.