Ten Weeks

Kyle turned ten weeks old on Tuesday, despite the fact that I almost killed him for a second time (roof deck + heavy rain = pissed off Kyle). He is looking and smelling a lot like basil, which is good considering that's pretty much his only job. Here he is hanging out with my pointer finger:

Soaking up some morning rays:

My only regret is that I didn't attempt to do a time lapse video of Kyle's growth. But if I had, it might have looked something like this: