October is just about my favorite month in New York. I like to joke that there are three good weeks every fall that trick you into enduring one more Brooklyn winter. So we're making the most of the blue skys and sweater weather while we can.
A day or so after we got back from the West Coast, Bo started pulling up on every available surface and standing like a pro. He is very pleased with himself; I'm realizing that my days with a relatively easy baby are likely numbered. It's also wild to see how the first year is racing past. How is he one in December?
Here's a glimpse back at Axel and Oscar at the same age.