And it was all yellow

I'm not sure whether yellow is actually Michael's favorite color...but when you ask him what color ANYTHING is...a flower, a truck, a dog...the answer is always the same. Even if the flower is pink and the truck is red and the dog is black. That's just one of the ways that Michael charmed us last weekend as we hung out with him and his folks in Lincoln Park. We couldn't get over how big Michael had grown since we saw him last summer. He's not a baby any more...he's truly a little boy. A little boy who likes to smile and laugh with his parents. A little boy who constantly asks if his mom is doing OK. What. A. Sweetie. It was great seeing you again, Elizabeth and Matt! Thanks for a great time.