I really tried to get a few photos of Miguelito yesterday, but as my loyal readers know my sweet son inherited from his father the "I-must-touch-anything-with-a-button-and-if-it-shiny-I-must-hold-it" gene. That includes my new camera, which I will not let him touch much to his chagrin.

Give me the !@#$ camera, Mommy!

I did manage to snap this one photo of him prior to the meltdown. Lately, Miguel will put anything to his ear and babble using his "telephone" voice.

Hi, Dada, are you having fun at the Microsoft Conference?

Too bad, I did not have my camera handy when he decided to pee on his bedroom floor (did I mention, his bedroom floor is carpet) before his bath after being chased by me around his crib playing peek a boo or when he thought it would be a good idea to cram all 32 inches and 26 pounds of himself into a bucket the size of a shoe box and then get stuck. I surrender, yesterday's round goes to Miguelito.